Walking home
In a crooked life
With blood on my back
I’m holding back the years
Now I’m giving up the ghosts
She’s walking out on all those stupid tears
And the all songs that I wrote are gone
I put the lid on
All my hospitals
I’ve had
I’ve had enough
Of cracks in the skin
I’m holding back the years
Now I’m giving up the ghosts
She’s walking out on all those stupid tears
And the all songs that I wrote are gone
I put the lid on