Lonely, its lonely after
You've seen that I am after
One thing that kept me close to you

Lingering, but kept in her
Is something more, but she stays the words
"I love-I love you"

Bare-backed and steady on the rise
Pour out my insides and I am
Hungrier than I've ever been before

Can't say I seem too down about your
Black-faced lies, because I been saying my
Own since I left home and started to grow some more

At first I thought a year or two
Then I could finally pay for you
To a place without mouths that talk about how

I have seen things I've never seen
I can't say what they were or what they mean
Not that I don't know, but because I love you so

It's much harder than what it seemed
Weaning off the crooked oars and sea
To this chained down dirt that never rocks or creaks

It's strange now to know how a few years ago
I still had doubts but never had them this strong
That forced me to think the things that I can't speak

There's a crazy, a fool, rescue attempt
Shoving out next week when the Moon's lit
Likely this is it, my last words for you

Curse Holly Beach, and curse Bourbon Street
I don't ask for much, just a name and to eat
And for someone to nod whenever I talk