|
You Ain't No Saint Lyrics - Artist : Aaron West And The Roaring Twenties
When I met you we were young
And like gasoline to matches Waking up drunk Sleeping through your early classes I grew up and grew dull And you say you wished I hadn't Well I'm drunk again And you're guilty like you're Irish catholic But you ain't no saint And I ain't one either Guess that's why I'm lying here Cause I know That I'm banged up I've got bruises I can't place Oh I've been coughing out blood And I know That I'm banged up I've got bruises I can't place Oh I've been coughing out blood I've got a gut full of ulcers We're gonna burn out like dead stars And turn to dust If you're coming here alone Then there's nowhere else to go So when I walk in, man, they know I'm alone Dig your anchors in my bones Keep your breathing soft and slow It's freezing, I've made a blanket from my coat But you ain't no saint And I ain't one either That's why I'm lying here Well I know That I'm banged up I've got bruises I can't place Oh I've been coughing out blood And I know That I'm banged up I've got bruises I can't place Oh I've been coughing out blood I've got a gut full of ulcers Gonna burn out like dead stars It gets freezing here after dark So I search in the car for My dad's old Bill's hat Passed down in 93 Never got far from me He moved to the island from upstate He spent Sundays Watching the game with me Explaining everything We watched Jim Kelly lead the way And if my dad was here I wonder what'd he say If my dad was here I wonder if he'd even recognize me I'm fucking begging I'm fucking begging Cause I know That I'm banged up I've got bruises I can't place Oh I've been coughing out blood And I know That I'm banged up I've got bruises I can't place Oh I've been coughing out blood |
Copyright © 2009-2024 |