Burnt Out Believer

I wish it would storm 

All over my day

I'd feel better 

I wouldn't even mind the rain 

I wish it would pour down the dirty drain 

Wash me clean, get rid of all my pain 

‘Cause I need help 

From someone 

I need a burnt out believer 

Who won't ever let me run 

I need faith all up in my skin 

I need a woman at the door who will sometimes let me in 

I need trust 

Somewhere down the line 

I need a subway ticket 

And a half opened bottle of wine

A New York City afternoon 

Climbing on the boss man's latter 

While at me he's yelling "buffoon" 

‘Cause I need help 

From someone 

I need a burnt out believer 

Who won't ever let me run 

I need faith all up in my skin 

I need a woman at the door who will sometimes let me in 

There's love for the broken 

Sickness for the poor 

There's a dead man knocking 

But no one will answer the door 

So he'll just sleep 

On the dirty stairs 

Not a blanket from the family 

Not a one seems to care 

Cause I need help 

From someone 

I need a burnt out believer 

Who won't ever let me run 

I need faith all up in my skin 

I need a woman at the door who will sometimes let me in 

It's a long beginning 

A good ways to run 

I made a deal with a dealer 

But he left me short and done 

There's a higher mountain 

A deeper sea 

You can pray all you want 

But won't somebody just

help me 

because I need help 

From someone 

I need a burnt out believer 

Who won't ever let me run 

I need faith all up in my skin 

I need a woman at the door who will sometimes let me in