There's no name on the back of your belt
You're strong and you're sturdy
but somethin ain't right
Most of the feelings you've ever felt
Cot lost in the early mornin light
You know how to hold 'em know how to hold 'em tight
Rumors don't phase you they draw and erase you
Leave you like signs in the rain
If nobody finds it and the paint has worn off of it
There's not much there to explain
'Cept you know how to hold em
know how to hold'em tight
You know how to find me
if you need somewhere to hide
Where you get stars
on the ceiling stars in your eyes
Stars that don't talk much 'til they fall from the sky
There's an old bed in the back of
your truck and navajo blankets
And a bottle of jack
It looks like a suitcase and runs like a greyhound
Looks like It's been to the moon and back
And you know how to hold 'em know
how to hold'em tight
You know how to find me
if you need somewhere to hide
Where you get stars on the ceiling stars
in your eyes
Stars that don't talk much 'til they fall from the sky