I don't want to talk to nobody.. Don't want to make no plans.. I'm so tired of this party.. I've had all my laughs.. . [Chorus]. I'll send you something, when I cross over..
This city must belong to someone,. But it don't belong to me.. From the window I got here,. I count the traffic through my tears,. Wanting to write me ticket, write my ticket home..
You're not my boyfriend, I don't want a boyfriend.. Just make a little trouble over me.. In your kitchen, on the way to your window, walking down your hallway,.
Once I ran like the wildest horse. I reached up high and I clinched my fist. What happened then goes just like this,. Oh the tender branch is gonna fall.
Everybody told me this is who you have to be. My hands in my pockets as deep as they go. I walked home and packed up my cases to leave. I walked all over this country.
Is there something I was gonna tell you?. Is there something I was gonna say?. If I had it, I guess, I forgot it.. It's gone, it's all slipped away.. .
I woke up beside you in the night afraid. When I was young I was always brave. I was going where the wind was born,. I don't know where that is anymore.
I'm gonna have a good cry over nothing but a handful of cigarettes.. I'm gonna leave the windows open when I feel like getting dressed.. I'm gonna think hard about leaving, see if the afternoon can tell..
I hear you coming up the driveway,. I tie a ribbon in my hair.. Well, look who's come to see me.. Funny, you always end up here.. . [Chorus]. But it's still pretending..
I got a postcard with an old address,. A picture of Houston in a creased-up mess,. Just to remind me that it all went wrong,. Just to beat me up, just to turn me on..
Everything is gray.. Gray is a cold steel train.. Weatherman is saying,. Six more days of rain.. . Goodbye and good morning,. It all comes without warning..
The song I love the best's the one my father taught to me,. The kindness of a stranger is dust from an unseen wing,. But an old friend at my table is by far the finest thing.
Three legged dog, remember when you brought him home.. He was talking to himself cause he'd always been alone.. April is a fine time, just thought you'd be around in June..
Before a word is spoken,. Everything is broken,. Even what your hid inside.. The world has let you down, wrung shame out of your pride.. . But even as you falter,.
I found a mark. Where the ink bled through. Under a song. I was writing for you. Crumpled up in a drawer. Stained with blue. Quiet and easy. What I wanted to prove.
Under the skin,. But no further in.. I've seen it before.. I was hoping for more.. . If I could choose,. I'd rather a bruise.. I'd just rather lose. Than hear another excuse..
I saw you with somebody that you don't love.. You like to show her off, you like to think highly of. The easy mistake that you made, she's a friend of a friend..
We never talk about it. Don't know what to say. We never talk about it. Just turn away. . What's the point to try. And say these things inside?. They may not come true.
With the city closed for evening and the streets dressed up in rain,. My sweet man, do you have some place to get to?. . [Chorus]. Morning is my destination, see me through.
Well, the first thing I remember is the last thing that I saw,. Morning hit the barrel of a rifle going off. Then the daylight wrapped around me,. Then I heard the sergeant scream,.