You're bad for me   Like cigarettes   But I haven't sucked   Enough of you yet   Nothing is sacred   And nothing is true   I'm no one that's nowhere   When I'm here with you      I've lost the power I   Had to distinguish   Between what to ignite and   What to extinguish      I blew in last night   I'm the ghost from the coast   When the lighting is bad   I'm the man with the most   And you left me to choke   On a heart up in smoke   Smiling through your tears   And your tetracycline overdose      You're good for me   Like coca cola   I don't get any younger   You don't get any older   Everything's sacred   And everything's true   And all this is possible   When I'm here with you      I've got a lot to say   But I keep my own counsel   I'd like to spit it out   But I won't speak with my mouth full      I blew in last night   I'm the ghost from the coast   When the lighting is bad   I'm the man with the most   And you left me to choke   On a heart up in smoke   Smiling through your tears   And your tetracycline overdose