they're pouring whiskey in my cup
i'm pretty happy being happy enough
all the times i thought i could hold my place
now i realize i can't make a moment stay
so i put on my dirty jacket and leave
walk til there's no one left in the city
you were a torch i carried through a wasted year
now i got a crowded shadow and a guarded fear
staring strange, no more bandaged knees
yeah all the cuts you gave, i just let 'em bleed
and i put on my dirty jacket and leave
walk til there's no one left in the city
i'm no good so i'll let everyone else do the talking abt how great this album is bc i have more important things to talk abt like that it was recorded in my hometown!! i was walkin around a stupid little ten-year-old and they were in the stu makin this album less than a mile from my house!! what!!!!! Elizabeth