I can barely make out a little light from the house on the cul-de-sac. bedroom upstairs, it's a family affair.. . I've watched you in class, your eyes are cut glass and you stay covered up,.
You can't make a woman sleep alone. You can't make a woman sleep alone. You can't give her lovin' on the phone. You can't make her stay her ass at home.
We've met, I can tell you don't remember, I can see it your face,. . I should have never left this place,. We've met, before you were a Christian,. before your eyes were blue, and all that gets you through.
Mountains rough this time of year. Close the highway down. They dont warn the town. . And I've been fighting second gear. For fifteen miles or so. Trying to beat the angry snow.
I'm arriving on the day's last train. Stepping on the platform, trying to see you through the rain. I don't know the ways you've changed since I left.
You watch every move. And call it slide of hand. You know, it's what I do. But never who I am, never who I am. . Started on the street. With cards and dollar bills.
Don't want to die in a Super 8 Motel Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well. If I ever get back to Bristol. I'm better off sleeping in a county jail.
I've heard love songs make a Georgia man cry. on the shoulder of somebody's Saturday night. Read the good book, studied it too. but nothing prepared me for living with you.
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On a lark. On the whim. I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them. . And his fist. Cut the smoke. I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke.
On a lark. On the whim. I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them. . And his fist. Cut the smoke. I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke.
Ten years out of high school, still no idea what to do.. You took him home from a nightclub. He took a nightclub to you.. Now I watch from the window, too guilty to scream..
Are you having a long day. Everyone you meet rubs you the wrong way. Dirty city streets smell like an ashtray. Morning bells are ringing in your ear. .
Here we sit. Across the table from each other. A thousand miles from both our mothers,. Barely old enough to rust. . Here we sit. Pretending both our hearts are anchors.
There's a man who walks beside me. It is who I used to be. And I wonder if she sees him. and confuses him with me. And I wonder who she's pinin' for. on nights I'm not around.
I got a glass of wine. I got a cigarette. I should be feeling fine. I ain't feeling nothing yet. She's leading the second line. Feel like I'm in front of it.
Last night I heard the sirens' song. And I followed it in the ditch. Oh baby, I'm just carrying on. Far be it for me to bitch. . Last night I heard the distant hum.
From the sky we look so organized and brave. Walls that make up barricades and graves. Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves. From the sky we look so organized and brave.
Are you lonely tonight?. Are you out on the road?. I'm headed home to go it alone again. . Are you dreaming out loud?. Scared of the crowds?. Well, I'm headed home to go it alone again.
What can you see from your window. I can't see anything from mine. Flags on the side of the highway. and scripture on grocery store signs. Maybe eighteen was to early,.