Letra

Hollow headed moment in your eyes Shouldn't come to me as no surprise That she loves me when I'm gone And when I'm here, I'm all alone Left to wander hopelessly again I got a woman, and she is a friend of mine She likes to pretend that she never cries But I can see her on the stairs And Lord, it's more than I can bear But my head can't simply turn away There's a room as cold as it is lonely Build it up, boys, and tear it down All the devil's weight upon my back All I wish for, babe, is what I lack No matter how I try, I never seem to walk the line And all the world is kept in jars at home Yes, all the world is kept in jars at home
Writer(s): David Paul Simonett, Erik Robert Berry, Timothy Powell Saxhaug, David Patrick Carroll Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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