I take a spiritual drive   Down by the coast of her eyes   I keep seeing cowboys ride by Indian style   She’s twisted fumbling by   She scratches paint of my sky   Whenever feelings run dry    I just go hide because we all, we all   We all have sorry hearts   Because yeah we all, we all   We all have sorry hearts      Alive and striving for rain    Full time control of the game   Dressed like a French whore in Spain   Add water to my flame      There’s not appropriate classes   Just clean the lens on your glasses   You’ll see how some people’s asses can be kicked twice   Cause yeah we all, we all   We all have sorry hearts   Cause yeah we all, we all   We all have sorry hearts      We all take spiritual drives   Down dead end streets of our lives   Weeping rock bottom cries with our head high   I’m here to tell you why   We all, we all   We all have sorry hearts   Cause yeah we all, we all   We all have sorry hearts