Heroin Lyrics

I saw you on the west side, past the stadium
Your father's car, with your mother's money
Trying to find some heroin

They'll say things about your girlfriend
That are unkind
And your family too
Said she'll kill you for a dime
But you don't hear a word
And no one sees in
When you're trying to find some heroin

Jesus craves it
The devil plays it
The road to death is not paved with pavement
But littered with the souls of strung out men
Who all traded love for heroin

And when your light went out
On your medicine couch
And your father arrived
In his uniform
I looked at him
As he touched your skin
And I knew he wished that you were never born

Jesus craves it
The devil plays it
The road to death is not paved with pavement
But littered with the souls of strung out men
Who all claimed that Christ is heroin
They all claimed Christ is heroin