November 12, 2015

Lyrics

She wondered once about her luck

Put out her match with a tear
She said I'm bored to death and born to --
Look, you want way the hell away from here?

He said you don't look that tough to me

Leaned and lit a cigarette

How 'bout you wait and see just what you regret
until we get what we get

They say it makes you stonger
but first you gotta survive

what didn't kill you will make you wish you died
what didn't kill you will make you wish you died

She struggled to read his knuckle tattoos
beneath the ring and the scar
but the left said love and the right read true
she said please say you got a car

It's parked out back
it's pointed out of state
it's a recent acquisition we should probably ditch the plates

And it won't get you far enough to ever lose track
but yeah it's plenty car enough for never coming back

They say it makes it stonger
but first you gotta survive
what didn't kill you will make you wish you died
what didn't kill you will make you wish you died

Yellow duffel in the seat back yonder
bunch of pretty junk I bought her

it's yours if you want
I believe in the flame
but to me it's the same

she said no thanks man my baggage is packed
this name on my ankle with this knife in my back

I know a place on the way out of town
it's as good as burned down
it's as good as burned down

They say it makes it stonger
but first you gotta survive
what didn't kill you will make you wish you died
what didn't kill you will make you wish you died

You call that a scar
a bruise, a tear
pillowmarks
souvenirs

Show moreShow less