Black Thumbnail Lyrics - Because Of The Times - Kings Of Leon

My cold, cold sailor heart says, "Get on your way." 

I ain't too proud to say it but that's how I'm made 

I'll be that person 'till my dying day 

I try so awful hard but I can't change 

From runways to the road I ramble alone 

This thumbnail sized heart is black as coal 

Though beauty it still bring me to my knee 

Don't waste a tear on me this my disease 

Don't leave no smell on me 

Don't leave no smell on me 

I've run off in your sleep 

Don't leave no smell on me 

Those preppy boys in blue they're making fun of us 

So we take it to the street 'cause we're an ornery cuss 

But we're not here to make your children bleed 

We're here to come around with the tumbleweed 

Don't leave no smell on me 

Don't leave no smell on me 

I've run up in your sleeve 

Don't leave no smell on me 

Now guitar, go get her 

Don't take these boots off me when you thinking I'm dead 

I'll still be running from the demon in my head 

I'll be that person 'till my dying day 

I try so awful hard but I can't change 

Don't leave no smell on me 

Don't leave no smell on me 

I know I'm up your sleeve 

Don't leave no smell on me 

Don't leave no, no smell