The Ballad of Jack Nance

5 am on a Sunday
All alone near the freeway
You drunk, just like always
Mouthing off (that's what you say)

You stumble home at dusk
Glasses twisted, crushed
Don't forget your lunch
A total blank in black and floating dust

The lights go out
The noises fade
A red curtain rising on our blunt force castaway

An ordinary honest grace
Written right across your face
So what exactly did you say?
They found you dead on laundry day

'91 in November
She was off on a bender
You'd been clean for months
On a roll for once
No you can't let go, you can't take
Waiting on the line
Say it one more time:
"You won't drag me down."
A total blank in black and floating dust

An ordinary honest grace
Written right across your face
So what exactly did you say?
They found you dead on laundry day
The radiator calls your name
You never would escape the pain
Just another mystery erasing all your misery

Well I'm sorry love, I've had enough
I'll tell you what: I'm hanging up right now
Well I'm sorry love, I've had enough
And I'll tell you what: I'm hanging--

The lights go out
The noises fade
And that thunder rolling in took everything away

You don't know what to say
Your cold and lonely way
A total blank in black and floating dust

An ordinary honest grace
Written right across your face
So what exactly did you say?
They found you dead on laundry day
The radiator calls your name
You never would escape the pain
Just another mystery erasing all your misery