They pay me not to come home
Keeping me stoned
I won't run away
They say it's easy to get
Stuck in this town
Just like Joan.
You know I gave it all up for the stage
They fill my cup up in the cage
It's no ones business but mine when I'm low
To hold yourself ups not a crime here you know
At the end of the world
So I kick my feet at the lights
Breathe it in all night
There's a light in a canvass tree.
Money from home supports me
They pay me not to come home
I won't eat crow
I'll stay away
And though all roads will not lead you home my dear
All roads lead to the end of the world
And I'll so a little luck up into the hem of my gown
The only way down from the gallows is to swing
And I will wear boots, instead of high heels
And the next stage i'm on will have wheels