I'm picking up the piece And I'm smoking all the weed I'm smoking all the weed Till it's gone It's cursed they say Can you relate Am I insane I'm stoned
I'm picking up six strings And I'm striking melodies I'm striking melodies Till you're gone You curse You scream The things you don't mean Are you insane I'm gone
I don't hold it against you Just know you're wrong And I can't understand where you're coming from
I'm picking up my keys Pack the car up while you sleep I'm taking all my things And I'm gone I don't need no ball and chain Get out my way I'm gone
I I said I'm gone I I said I'm done That's it I'm gone
I don't hold it against you Just know you're wrong And I can't understand where you're coming from I don't hold it against you Just know you're wrong And I can't understand where you're coming from
Oh What do you know I'm headed on down the coast You weather down You weather on down Erode
And I dare call your wrong I don't really care no What's done is done
I'm picking up the piece And I'm smoking all the weed I'm smoking all the weed And it's gone