barns courtney
cold as a valley
where i lay my head
cold as a woman
in another man's bed
down in the forest
with the devil in me
i'll remember the looks on their faces
through the sycamore trees
and we'll chase a fire
come to take me home
i'm lost in the woods
and i wander on
hellfire
take my soul
i've waited
waited
and i'm ready to go
mothers
children
lock your doors
i'm waiting
run in an alleyway
through a dead end street
murdering promises
that i just can't keep
we could sing pretty melodies
on the unmade bed
slow-dancing to a silhouette
'cause i ain't dead yet