At the corner lobo solo Waitin for the state store to open Billboard on the boulevard Fucked up Judgment Day Standin line just to buy Merlot You're prettier than a picture I once saw Dreamin with the TV lit that I woke up with a starlet All my endless Saturdays Don't care anymore About the messes I leave Took a walk at 10AM Cemetery Ridge is open Put my jacket on the ledge Smoke my broken cigarette Well it's not impossible To believe in something I never heard Two ghosts in the wishing well Well I could tell the North from the South