Lyrics:

I could be on a train
Headed on back home
But instead I'm sittin' in this bar
Drinkin' all alone
Last time I saw you
From what I do recall
You told me I should go to hell
This feels like hell after all
So, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Save my soul

Looks like we weren't made for
Each other in the end
But I guess that was my fault
And I probably should have called
So, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Save my soul
Now my breath is hot as kerosene
I'm strung up like this old six-string
Have I gone too far? I don't know
But, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Save my soul
Save my soul
Looks like you found yourself
A big ol' bank of man
And you live out in a castle
On acres of land
As for me I'm livin' life
Just as it goes
But when I look into the mirror
All I see is Jim Beam's ghost
So, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Save my soul
My breath is hot as kerosene
I'm strung up like this old six-string
Have I gone too far? I don't know
But, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Save my soul
Save my soul
Save my soul
Save my soul