Texty: Drive By Truckers. Brighter Than Creation's Dark. You And Your Crystal Meth.

You've become such a mess
You and your crystal meth

You lost your family - wrecked your truck.
I used to love you - now you suck
We were friends, among the best
You and your crystal meth.

I ain't exactly a no-drug guy
Don't dig the way that you get high
Hope your kids don't see you throwin' up
Hope they ain't there if the house blows up
Hope you ain't murdered in your sleep
Up all night with that cranked out creep

You ain't eaten and you ain't slept
You and your crystal meth

Indiana and Alabama,
Oklahoma and Arizona
Texas, Florida, Ohio,
Small town America, right next door
Blood soaked your pillow red
You and your crystal meth
You and your crystal meth
You and your crystal meth