It hasn't rained here for two months straight

There's brush fires all around 

One hundred degrees and I was out too late

Loitering downtown


I must admit that I was a whiskey drunk

And burnt from the southwest sun

Bitter and broken and all out of luck

But when all hope is gone


That's when I need to see my love

When all the wells are dry

But all I taste when I leave my love

Is the salt from a tear choked eye


There's no police on these mean mean streets

They've given up for years

There's built up tenements by a bone dry creek

Nothing grows down here


That's where I need to see my love

When all the wells are dry

But all I taste when I leave my love

Is the salt from a tear choked eye


But nobody's buying back a broken heart

There's no pearl in an empty shell

We're two desperate shadows sinking in the dark

Of a one last chance motel


That's where I need to meet my love

When all the wells are dry

But all I taste when I leave my love

Is the salt from a tear choked eye