driving down to new orleans

after the rush
when all acts are consummated
and all the hole i had for it
gets filled with this drive
the vein tells me i'm alive
and i know how it's gonna end
and i'm only kidding myself

after the gush
when it flows on to the red
and all the passion i had for it
it's gone straight to your head
and all this hate you've built up
and you know how it's gonna end
and you're only kidding yourself

after we bleed
all that we can hold
and all the hole you had for it
gets filled with this disease
the one thing that never leaves
and they know how it's gonna end
and we're only kidding ourselves

sometimes there's a lot more
sometimes there's a lot less
sometimes i look real pretty
in your new sunday dress

-winston campbell-