Lyrics
the day that god walked you home
I ll remember everything, goodbye white trash beauty queen Sister, it hurts to laugh here without you
I ll remember everything, while you burned our crosses in the street, i guess my faith is a little stoned
Tramps or thieves, we all threw roses at your feet Heroine, your crooked heart and your beat up
your crooked heart and your beat up
On an empty bed in motel six, tramps or thieves, your crooked heart and your beat up
Your crooked heart and your beat up, it s gonna be a dark cold december
With shaking lilies in the yard, your crooked heart and your beat up Sister, we all threw roses at your feet
I ll remember everything, so forgive me for my weakness, i guess my faith is a little stoned
So goodbye sister heroine, your crooked heart and your beat up Sister, mama tries to smile too
with shaking lilies in the yard
it s gonna be a dark cold december
So goodbye sister heroine, ain t never seen that woman try so hard Sister, with shaking lilies in the yard
The angels cried on a friday, your skin and bones don t cast no shadow, the angels cried on a friday
A piece inside of us is gone, so goodbye sister heroine, with shaking lilies in the yard
ain t never seen that woman try so hard
On an empty bed in motel six, how i m gonna miss your stubborn heart Hart, goodbye white trash beauty queen
No more working alvarado, and your sweet face i will remember Hart, no more working alvarado
Ain t never seen that woman try so hard, so goodbye sister heroine Heroine, on an empty bed in motel six
ain t never seen that woman try so hard
a piece inside of us is gone
And your sweet face i will remember, the day that god walked you home
no more working alvarado
So goodbye sister heroine, so goodbye sister heroine
The angels cried on a friday, a piece inside of us is gone Heroine, your crooked heart and your beat up
Tramps or thieves, so goodbye sister heroine Hart, your crooked heart and your beat up
no more working alvarado
it hurts to laugh here without you
Tramps or thieves, the angels cried on a friday Sister, i ll remember everything
mama tries to smile too
Your crooked heart and your beat up, your skin and bones don t cast no shadow
Mama tries to smile too, i ll remember everything Heroine, tramps or thieves
So goodbye sister heroine, it hurts to laugh here without you, i ll remember everything
while you burned our crosses in the street
while you burned our crosses in the street
The day that god walked you home, i guess my faith is a little stoned
So if you re looking down on me, your crooked heart and your beat up, your crooked heart and your beat up
while you burned our crosses in the street
On an empty bed in motel six, your crooked heart and your beat up
so forgive me for my weakness
I ll remember everything, with shaking lilies in the yard
Goodbye white trash beauty queen, on an empty bed in motel six, goodbye white trash beauty queen
Your crooked heart and your beat up, we all threw roses at your feet
I guess my faith is a little stoned, the angels cried on a friday, tramps or thieves
The angels cried on a friday, it hurts to laugh here without you, we all threw roses at your feet
your crooked heart and your beat up
so if you re looking down on me
Goodbye white trash beauty queen, i ll remember everything, so forgive me for my weakness
I ll remember everything, it hurts to laugh here without you
So goodbye sister heroine, we all threw roses at your feet, on an empty bed in motel six
I ll remember everything, your crooked heart and your beat up Beth, your skin and bones don t cast no shadow
