New Creases New Creases
I'm not ready to walk away with you
from a past haunting me like these first winter days.
This town is stained with him, every block and every gem
every good cheap place to eat
I can't even walk down my own street without wondering why he left me.
I'm sorry I can't give you what you need.
Truth is I can't give anything to anyone anymore.
I can't say the same things that I've already said before
to the one I thought would never throw it all away.
Yeah there aint nothing that's not left rotting inside of me.
This guitar is tuned to him.
Every note on every fret.
No matter how I hard I play them,
yeah you can listen but you'll never understand.
Tomorrow you'll wake up and realize I'll only let you down.
Don't say I'm sweet. it would kill you to taste how bitter I am inside.
