Lyrics
holding a picture of me
Held you in my arms one time, it s too late
still don t know what love means
blood on my lips
It s too late, holding a picture of me Staves, i ve been living out of this here suitcase for way too long
it s too late
sold my coat when i hit spokane
blood on my lips
I found myself face down in a ditch, booze on my hair
or felt a part of this human race
i ain t about to go straight
A picture of you, blood on my lips
Still don t know what love means, a man needs something he can hold onto, my eyes been stung with dust
I ve been living out of this here suitcase for way too long, nine-pound hammer or a woman like you
still don t know what love means
Lost you just the same, nine-pound hammer or a woman like you
Sold my coat when i hit spokane, lost you just the same Staves, in the pocket of my blue jeans
Lost you just the same, i ain t about to go straight
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes, blood on my lips
in the pocket of my blue jeans
Holding a picture of me, a picture of you
i ain t about to go straight
My hands they don t feel like mine, a man needs something he can hold onto
my eyes been stung with dust
I found myself face-down in a ditch, in the early morning rain
i ain t about to go straight
my hands they don t feel like mine
In the pocket of my blue jeans, lost you just the same, i ain t about to go straight
held you in my arms one time
Either one of them things will do, in the pocket of my blue jeans
Blood on my lips, i ain t about to go straight Staves, still don t know what love means
Sold my coat when i hit spokane, my hands they don t feel like mine, booze in my hair
Sold my coat when i hit spokane, in the pocket of my blue jeans
In the early morning rain, i ain t about to go straight
My eyes been stung with dust, or felt a part of this human race
held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same, still don t know what love means
in the pocket of my blue jeans
been so long since i seen your face
In the pocket of my blue jeans, i ain t about to go straight Staves, booze on my hair
My eyes been stung with dust, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans, been so long since i seen your face The, still don t know what love means
booze in my hair
A picture of you, i ain t about to go straight
been so long since i seen your face
In the pocket of my blue jeans, a picture of you, still don t know what love means
Either one of them things will do, sold my coat when i hit spokane
Still don t know what love means, bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes, bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
Still don t know what love means, i found myself face down in a ditch The, still don t know what love means
A picture of you, bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
Lost you just the same, or felt a part of this human race
Sold my coat when i hit spokane, either one of them things will do
Still don t know what love means, a picture of you
holding a picture of me
Booze in my hair, bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes, blood on my lips