When it’s cold as a lizard’s heart
When it’s cold as a grave
When it’s engine will never start
When it’s as black as a cave
You can blame it on delivery
You can blame it on the stars
You can lay what you like on me
Damn your cold, dead heart
There’ll always be that someone
That gets caught on the way
There’ll always be that 2 or 3
Giving little love away
There’ll always be that silence
Despite what you were told
There’ll always be that guarantee
You’ll get there, on the lonesome road
When it’s over from the start
When it hangs by the nail
When it leaks like a murdered heart
When it’s too sad a tale
You can blame the electricity
You can blame it on the guitars
You can run if you like from me
But you won’t get far…
There’ll always be that someone
That gets caught on the way
There’ll always be that 2 or 3
Giving little love away
There’ll always be that silence
Despite what you were told
There’ll always be that guarantee
You’ll get there, on the lonesome road
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