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Wherefore Art Thou, Elvis?

And I got half a mind to let it all burn up in this fire
I’ve had burning through my veins since I first learned to cry
I’d watch this whole night come down and never miss her again
I never felt right and never fit in walkin’ in my own skin

Walkin’ in my own skin

Now I got scars like the number of stars
My mind’s full of vipers
I got the dust of the desert in my bones
Comin’ through the amplifiers

And in the minor chord fall and the fourth and the fifth
It’s a broken Hallelujah and a pain in my fist
I wash my hands like the man with the blood on his teeth
Over and over without relief

And I got nothin’ for you darlin’ but a story to tell
About the rain on the pavement and the sound as it fell
I’d watch this whole night come down and never miss her again
I never felt right and never fit in