作词 : Kevin Coronel
作曲 : Isaac Barnes/Kevin Coronel/Lukas Jakubenas/Simon Christian
See the snow stop dripping on the side of every shadow's edge
The footsteps were leading past the place where everything was red
Walking neath' the tree tops rising over shallow graves, the sight
Between a bloodshot holler and a tear drop caller comes the tale of night, and she said...

I ain't yours no more
She said I ain't yours no more
She said I ain't yours no more
She said, on the telephone.....

Now the whisper of the wind and the cool of the breeze softly glistening
And slowly barbs of desire and chokes of the fire burning deep within
Too much to bare too little despair why is it that I am
Said a voice to the other too late to discover as she stepped to the light, and she said...

I ain't yours no more
She said I ain't yours no more
She said I ain't yours no more
She said, on the telephone.....