High Cost Of Living

I was just a normal guy

Life was just a nine to five

With bills and pressure

Piled up to the sky

She never asked

She knew I been

Hangin' with my wilder friends

Looking for some other way to fly

And three days straight was no big feat

Could get by with no food or sleep

And crazy was becoming my new norm

I'd pass out on the bedroom floor

And sleep right through the calm before the storm

My life was just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

I couldn't even tell I was alive

I tell you

The high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

That southern Baptist parking lot

Is where I'd go to smoke my pot

Sit there in my pickup truck and pray

Staring at that giant cross

Just reminded me that I was lost

And it just never seemed to point the way

As soon as Jesus turned his back

I find my way across the track

Lookin' just to score another deal

With my back against that damn eight ball

I didn't have to think or talk or feel

My life was just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

I couldn't even tell I was alive

I tell you

The high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

My whole life went through my head

Layin' in that motel bed

Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door

I had a job and a piece of land

My sweet wife was my best friend

But I traded that for cocaine and a whore

With my new found sobriety

I've got the time to sit and think

Of all the things I had and threw away

This prison is much colder than

That one that I was locked up in just yesterday

My life is just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive

I tell you

The high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

I tell you

The high cost of livin'

Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high