High Cost Of Living

I was just a normal guy

Life was just a nine to five

With bills and pressure piled-up to the sky

She never asked, she knew I'd bewen

Hangin' with my wilder friends

Lookin' for some other way to fly

Three days straight was no big feat

To get by on no food or sleep

And crazy was becoming my new normal

I'd pass out on the bedroom floor

Sleep right through the calm before the storm

My life was just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

I couldn't even tell I was alive

I tell you, the high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

That southern Baptist parking lot

Was where I'd go to smoke my pot

And sit there in my pickup truck and pray

And starin' at that giant cross

Just reminded me that I was lost

And it just never seemed to point the way

As soon as Jesus turned his back

I'd found my way across the track

Lookin' just to score another deal

With my back against that damn eight ball

I didn't have to think or talk or feel

My life was just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

I couldn't even tell I was alive

I tell you, the high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

My whole life went through my head

Layin' in that motel bed

Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door

I had a job and a piece of land

My sweet wife was my best friend

But I traded that for cocaine and a whore

With my new found sobriety

I've got the time to sit and think

Of all the things I had and threw away

This prison is much colder

Than that one that I was locked-up in just yesterday

My life is just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

Hell, I can't even tell if I'm alive

I tell you, the high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

I tell you, the high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

Just leave that stuff alone