Song | Hang a Sign |
Artist | John Ralston |
Album | Needle Bed |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
When I was little I got lost. | |
Slept in a shopping cart. | |
Shielding my eyes from the scene of the crime, | |
I bribed myself not to look back. Oh, at that. | |
On the high bars and I was pretending. | |
In my head, I knew the right ending. | |
Tried to stick, tried to stand, but I never could land. | |
Decided nothing works out anyway. | |
Please hang a sign from my grave when I die. | |
So I can remind you that finally I’m free from it all. | |
The voices, the stalls, | |
My razor sharp tongue and my paper trail heart | |
That never let me forgive myself. | |
And if I don’t come home one night, | |
Promise you won’t leave on one light. | |
I want to drive by, see the windows dark eyes, | |
Pretend that there’s nobody there. | |
Please hang a sign from my grave when I die. | |
So I can remind you that finally I’m free from it all. | |
The voices, the stalls, | |
My razor sharp tongue and my paper trail heart | |
That never let me forgive myself |
When I was little I got lost. | |
Slept in a shopping cart. | |
Shielding my eyes from the scene of the crime, | |
I bribed myself not to look back. Oh, at that. | |
On the high bars and I was pretending. | |
In my head, I knew the right ending. | |
Tried to stick, tried to stand, but I never could land. | |
Decided nothing works out anyway. | |
Please hang a sign from my grave when I die. | |
So I can remind you that finally I' m free from it all. | |
The voices, the stalls, | |
My razor sharp tongue and my paper trail heart | |
That never let me forgive myself. | |
And if I don' t come home one night, | |
Promise you won' t leave on one light. | |
I want to drive by, see the windows dark eyes, | |
Pretend that there' s nobody there. | |
Please hang a sign from my grave when I die. | |
So I can remind you that finally I' m free from it all. | |
The voices, the stalls, | |
My razor sharp tongue and my paper trail heart | |
That never let me forgive myself |
When I was little I got lost. | |
Slept in a shopping cart. | |
Shielding my eyes from the scene of the crime, | |
I bribed myself not to look back. Oh, at that. | |
On the high bars and I was pretending. | |
In my head, I knew the right ending. | |
Tried to stick, tried to stand, but I never could land. | |
Decided nothing works out anyway. | |
Please hang a sign from my grave when I die. | |
So I can remind you that finally I' m free from it all. | |
The voices, the stalls, | |
My razor sharp tongue and my paper trail heart | |
That never let me forgive myself. | |
And if I don' t come home one night, | |
Promise you won' t leave on one light. | |
I want to drive by, see the windows dark eyes, | |
Pretend that there' s nobody there. | |
Please hang a sign from my grave when I die. | |
So I can remind you that finally I' m free from it all. | |
The voices, the stalls, | |
My razor sharp tongue and my paper trail heart | |
That never let me forgive myself |