Grey Delisle The Bloody Bucket
The bloody bucket's empty
Just a barmaid; me and you
And I know I don't belong here but there's nothing left
to do
On a lonesome Lubbock evening, so I conjured up a plan
To break my heart just one more time with one more
lowdown, dirty man
If your watered down tequila's fueled a thirst for
stronger stuff
Then this dark and hungry look here in my eyes could be
enough
To complete the final chapter in a damned dog-eared
plan
To break my heart just one more time with one more
scarlet woman
Break my heart
The sweetest, ripest part
Break my heart
Fever stops where trouble starts
If you're looking for a fire darlin' let me be the
spark
You look like a good way to break my heart
I'm the girls with eyes the color of your bruised and
broken soul
You can hide your drunken breath behind my tresses
black as coal
I can dream about tomorrow waking up with you at dawn
Even though we both know that by tomorrow you'll be
gone
Break my heart
The sweetest, ripest part
Break my heart
Fever stops where trouble starts
If you're looking for a fire darlin' let me be the
spark
You look like a good way to break my heart
As the two-step spins us faster my mind's spinning even
more
Past a hundred phantom faces of the ones who came
before
On the jukebox Sleepwalk's crying' as you whisper, “I
need you”
And I feel my poor heart dying', breakin' like it
needed to
Break my heart
The sweetest, ripest part
Break my heart
Fever stops where trouble starts
If you're looking for a fire darlin' let me be the
spark
You look like a good way to break my heart
Yeah, you look like a good way to break my heart
Oh, you look like a good way to break my heart
