Pickup Truck

Walk you home to see Where you're living around And I know this place Pour yourself on me And you know I'm the one That you won't forget In your den always I see something's right When I see your wink When he comes around I see you're fixing the shine And my face won't speak Hate to be so emotional I didn't mean to get physical But when he pulled in and revved it up I said you call that a pickup truck And in the moonlight I throwed him down A kicking, screaming, a rolling around A little piece of a bloody tooth Just so you know I was thinking of you Just so you know I was oh Trembling knees are weak And its cold as a hole Hug your bones and skin Crackling wood's gone white And my eyes swolled up now I can see the light Hate to be so emotional I didn't...