I'm seeing trouble all day long,
I'm seeing things that don't belong
I got a bad, bad feeling that this won't come out right
Been seeing trouble all my life, it'll cut you down to size
Don't matter what you've done,
Don't matter how hard you fight

Secondhand high, secondhand high
Tonight is looking better cause
I'm working on a secondhand high

Been feeling heartache all my days,
Every time the jukebox plays
My favorite songs and I don't have
No one to sing along with
When the heartache won't let go,
When ya never been so low
Find yourself a train and track me down in mexico

Just walking down the street, yeah dragging my feet
Feeling so down I could die
Tonight is looking better cause
I'm working on a secondhand high