Mama´s gripping on her hip on the fifth of May
In a photo daddy took on a humid day
In a town that´s anyone´s guess
Way out in Western Kentucky
She´s broken-hearted as he´s riding away

On a motorbike out to East L.A
To find a white line, it´s such a fine line, between broken and lucky

Getting high´s easy
Getting drunk´s fine
It´s the getting by that´ll get a soul down
So if you need me
Know that I´m bleeding
Somewhere alone in some coastal town
Some coastal town

And I can feel when your body ain´t in this bed
I can still hear you laughing last spring in my head
Now it´s April and I hate you and I´m heading home
The little notes that you left for me

In coat pocket and cabinetries
Are in a shoebox from when once we once talked
Back when I felt free

Getting high´s easy
Getting drunk´s fine
It´s the getting by that´ll get a soul down
So if you need me
Know that I´m bleeding
Somewhere alone in some coastal town

Mama´s gripping on her hip on the fifth of May
In a photo daddy took on a humid day
In a town that´s anyone´s guess
Way out in Western Kentucky

Getting high´s easy
Getting drunk´s fine

It´s the getting by that´ll get a soul down
So if you need me
Know that I´m bleeding
Somewhere alone in some coastal town
In some costal town