A desperate man loves desperately Thinks not of what tomorrow brings Invites his enemies And I haven't slept in thirty days I twist and bend like a dying snake He takes it out of me And I don't need you to tell me how far I have to go There's no such thing as distance, it's only miles left on the road I'm nothing but a night to you Six hours, lay in solitude You take it out of me You're nothing but a song to me Six hours, lay in memories I'll carve them out of you And I don't need you to tell me how sure I am to fail 'Cause I seen this train was coming, I laid my head down on the rail