damn shame

might as well be miles away

cut me down with a look so beautiful

walk around like you own the place

and you know that you can have

anything that you want

and i feel it like the shot from a ray gun

and i'd give you every dollar i got

and you know

eyes like a fire

but you talk like a saint

burn like a dollar

light a match in a safe

little in the bank accounts

you got nothing to say

i don't have much

and it's a god damn shame

i know that you hold the cards

you got bad news written all over you

they say love shouldn't be this hard

and it's cold

you're disappearing when i'm feeling sick

cloud of smoke and a fox-haired mystic

i didn't come here to leave like this

and it's cold

eyes like a fire

but you talk like a saint

burn like a dollar

light a match in a safe

little in the bank accounts

you got nothing to say

i don't have much

and it's a god damn shame

we try to drive to those horizon lines

we can't define

we try to drive to those horizon lines

we can't define

eyes like a fire

but you talk like a saint

burn like a dollar

light a match in a safe

little in the bank accounts

you got nothing to say

i don't have much

and it's a god damn shame

i don't have much

and it's a god damn shame

i don't have much

and it's a god damn shame