Saint Valentine-Gregory Alan Isakov

歌手 : Gregory Alan Isakov

专辑 : The Weatherman

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:23

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TXT Saint Valentine-Gregory Alan Isakov 文本歌词

Saint Valentine - Gregory Alan Isakov

Well

Grace she's gone

She's a half-written poem

She went out for cigarettes

And never came home

And I swallowed the sun

And screamed and wailed

Straight down to the dirt

So I could find her trail

Spread out across the Great Divide

Well

I just came to talk

Saint Valentine

I never pictured you living

Here with the rats and the vines

Ain't that my old heart

Hanging out on your lines

You're all f**ked up

Saint Valentine

Now I circle the bars on the promenade

While the girls in the glass

They're just throwing me shade

And I'm saving my coins

Up for Jingling Jane

She's out plucking strings

In the pouring rain

She's out plucking strings

In the pouring rain

See I'm all crooked feet

Saint Valentine

I've circled this map

Till it caught on fire

Now Grace she's left you

Just skin and bone

Well

You hang up your hat

But you can't call it home

You've tried and you've tried

But you can't call it home

You're the loneliest one

Saint Valentine

You're the loneliest one

Saint Valentine

You're all f**ked up

Saint Valentine