It hasn't rained here for two months straight   There's brush fires all around    One hundred degrees and I was out too late   Loitering downtown      I must admit that I was a whiskey drunk   And burnt from the southwest sun   Bitter and broken and all out of luck   But when all hope is gone      That's when I need to see my love   When all the wells are dry   But all I taste when I leave my love   Is the salt from a tear choked eye      There's no police on these mean mean streets   They've given up for years   There's built up tenements by a bone dry creek   Nothing grows down here      That's where I need to see my love   When all the wells are dry   But all I taste when I leave my love   Is the salt from a tear choked eye      But nobody's buying back a broken heart   There's no pearl in an empty shell   We're two desperate shadows sinking in the dark   Of a one last chance motel      That's where I need to meet my love   When all the wells are dry   But all I taste when I leave my love   Is the salt from a tear choked eye