Skin O' My Teeth

I had wrists donning slits flowing constantly
My broken body in a wreck, I’m wrapped around a tree
A crosswalk hit and run, the finish line for me
People clutter in the gutter, take a look and see
No escaping pain
You belong to me
Clinging on to life
By the skin o' my teeth
My blood flows through the streets, deluge from the wounds
Empty jars of sleeping pills on the dresser in my room
My wet brain neighbor cranes his neck to see in time
The white light’s a train bearing down on me
No escaping pain
You belong to me
Clinging on to life
By the skin o' my teeth
I won’t feel the hurt, I’m not trash any longer
That that doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger
I need a ride to the morgue, that’s what 112 is for
So, tag my toe and don’t forget, ooh, to close the drawer
No escaping pain
You belong to me
Clinging on to life
By the skin o' my teeth