Warm In The Wake - Pawn Shop Heart lyrics

Well, I'm fishing for sharks In a dangerous time With red steaks sewn to my chest And the comfort of lovers Soak up my fear And I know I must do my best But there's part of me that might suggest That the fear is in a pocket in my vest If I just reach in, I'll pa** this test But with all my foes asunder And all this testing over I've been dealt a blow An awful mess That your heart is a pawn shop at best And you profit pawning secrets from your guest Well, I'm stopping for gas In a town called Middle I just left Beginning to no end When I drive off again Please don't play your fiddle Until I have rounded the bend But such revelries don't mean to offend I'm looking for a needle to mend The shark-torn shirt on my back Oh, my friend So with all my foes asunder And all this testing over I've been dealt a blow An awful mess That your heart is a pawn shop at best And you profit pawning secrets from your guest