I ain´t got no horse
I ain´t got no horizon
Just the scars on my eyes
I swear I got from crying

Where I was born it don´t matter
There ain´t no going back
I have no home to take you
I never dream like that

Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
And I think, what the hell, hell, hell

I don´t want you to like me
There´s no way that you can
I don´t want you to touch me, honey
I am just so mad

There ain´t no kind of feeling
All my... are... out (?)
I´m just living and breathing
For what I steal for (from?) myself

Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
And I think, what the hell, hell, hell