Trevor Powers - Montana lyrics

You wore a hoodless sweatshirt on your bed that night With black leggings, I've never seen your face so white Your honesty was k**ing me The monsters in the room were all dancing to the music all around us A door is always open if it isn't closed And a plant is said to be dead if it doesn't grow I'll grow.. I will grow There's a spirit in Montana and in your chest, a soul Oh what a soul I tried to be the middle-man between you and this list I couldn't move as the footsteps neared closer to me from the monsters that feed I swore that I wouldn't bleed.. I won't bleed There's a spirit in Montana and in your chest, a note That rings like the bells of cathedrals rung by the village scapegoat As I walked slowly down your driveway to my car I looked back and turned into salt A pillar with a hat