A heavy ballad - straight up.

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There is a lot of drug use that I know of around Kamloops, BC (my home town). Don't get me wrong, probably no more than other places, but still more than is needed. Some drugs are a one-use-and-you're-hooked kind, and that is where the idea for the song came from: perhaps there are things that shouldn't even be tried once (Psalm 119:101).

Sitting at the corner station; waiting alone.
Got change in my pocket - just enough to get me home.
I let it ride one too many times.
Maybe once was too much.
Sitting on the corner bench; feeling alone
I hear my baby crying, but how's a young mom to know?
I thought I had him all figured out but
He said he can't be a dad now
[C1]
Maybe once was too much: maybe chances aren't much
To put my life on the line and bet my life on the dice
Maybe once was too much: maybe I should just
Fall down on my knees and pray that once is enough
With You

Looking out the window just missing home.
I hear a door slam shut and now I know I'm alone
These sores that grow on me; now everyone knows.
And I wish that I could go back
And never walk down that dead end road, yeah.

I wish I knew what I know now,
I wish someone would have shown how
It's never too late to turn it all around.
Now I'm done gambling on wishes
Saying "Oh, so long" to superstition
Would you take me back home?

[V3]
Looking in the mirror, just wasting away.
I don't care anymore what other people say.
I'm done, yes, I'm out of here
Red rivers from my wrists and my tears mixing in the drain
Oh it's a lie; don't throw it all away.
Now I'm done gambling on wishes
This prodigal son is willing;
And You came with arms wide open