Walking home In a crooked life With blood on my back I'm holding back the years Now I'm giving up the ghosts She's walking out on all those stupid tears And the all songs that I wrote are gone I put the lid on All my hospitals
I've had I've had enough Of cracks in the skin I'm holding back the years Now I'm giving up the ghosts She's walking out on all those stupid tears And the all songs that I wrote are gone I put the lid on