Come take a walk with me, my darling
Spent some time out on my own
I went away to find what happened to my mind
I think I found it partly, I don't know

Hollywood Babylon, big houses on the hill
All the Beachwood debutantes playing fuck, marry, or kill
You can look back with regret, but you're bound to hurt your neck
I try not looking down, but it's a skill

And if it seems I'm losing track of what I'm saying
It's just that January felt so cruel
It may look like I'm fine, but you'll realize in time
You've been talking to a man turned mule

Somebody save me from the nighttime
Morning always feels okay
And perhaps this need to run is my attempt to chase the sun
I think about that every other day

And if it seems I'm losing track of what I'm saying
It's just that January felt so cruel
It may look like I'm fine, but you'll realize in time
You've been talking to a man turned mule

And oh, I've still got a ways to go
And oh, it may seem like I changed, I know
And oh, it's not change, I think it's more like coming home
Baby, I'm coming home

So hurry up and let's keep walking
If I stop too long, who knows what I might say
I don't believe in God, but praying's all I've got
It's better than the urge to fade away

And if it seems I'm losing track of what I'm saying
Just don't mistake me for a fool
It may look like I'm fine, but you'll realize in time
You've been talking to a man turned mule

You've been talking to a man turned mule