| Jesus, come talk to me | 
| I am but a blind mess, I’m wild and free | 
| I know that I need us more than I need me | 
| One more whisky, I’m wild and free | 
| Oh but I’m a beat down washed up son of a bitch | 
| I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent | 
| But I’ll be damned if I let it keep me down | 
| Oh yeah I’m a beat down washed up son of a bitch | 
| I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent | 
| But I’ll be damned if I let it keep me down | 
| Oh my mother Mary, come walk with me | 
| I’m on four drugs, I’m wild and free | 
| I know that I fell less, less I knew me | 
| Walk me through the darkness, come walk with me | 
| Oh 'cause I’m a beat down washed up son of a bitch | 
| I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent | 
| But I’ll be damned if I let it keep me down | 
| Ay, yeah | 
| Yeah I’m a beat down washed up son of a bitch | 
| I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent | 
| But I’ll be damned if I let it keep me down | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| You know that it’s not over | 
| It’s okay to let yourself hurt | 
| Swimming in the murky water | 
| Why don’t you come on out? | 
| Ay, yeah | 
| You know that it’s not over | 
| It’s okay to let yourself hurt | 
| Swimming in the murky water | 
| Why don’t you come on out? | 
| Ay, yeah | 
| We sing a beat down washed up beggar song | 
| And we sing it even louder when the money is gone | 
| Because we’ll be damned if I let it keep us down | 
| Ay, yeah | 
| Oh yeah I’m a beat down washed up son of a bitch | 
| I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent | 
| But I’ll be damned if I let it keep me down | 
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | 
| You know that it’s not over | 
| It’s okay to let yourself hurt | 
| Swimming in the murky water | 
| Why don’t you come on out? | 
| Ay, yeah | 
| You know that it’s not over | 
| It’s okay to let yourself hurt | 
| Swimming in the murky water | 
| Why don’t you come on out? | 
| We sing a beat down washed up beggar song | 
| And we sing it even louder when the money is gone | 
| Because we’ll be damned if I let it keep us down | 
| Ay, yeah | 
| Oh yeah I’m a beat down washed up son of a bitch | 
| I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent | 
| But I’ll be damned if I let it keep me down |