I did cocaine in Memphis, Tennessee Underneath the ghost of Elvis Presley And no, he didn't do a goddamn thing for me Except make me wanna go and do more It's a habit that I like to abuse After a long, hard day of being misused My socks are gone, somebody stole my shoes And now my feet are cracked, and blistered, and sore Grab me up another needle and spoon I'll be there soon, up there with you (ooh) Tell me what you think I should do Hard to think about when all I think about is you She was the circumstance that I could not surpass All my viable solutions must've truly sounded crass When I stood up on my feet, I fell back down on my ass Just to see I'm sick and twisted to the core It's something that I don't know how to explain How this parasite inside me's rearranging my entire brain I swear sometimes I feel as though I'm going insane And I see I really only want it more Looks like I've dug this hole I'm in too soon I ain't got no Moon to light this road that I've been traveling blue I've been stuck here with these folks that I knew Who left their ghosts behind to show me How to smile when I'm thinking of you And with these ghosts of you Yeah, with these ghosts of you