Ropes and Reins

Duration

3:15

Genres

Rock

Description

Lyrics

Half packs of cigarettes, your thoughts written all over your wrists. Don't look me in the eyes, the only contact is tangled legs in your bed. But the streets of richmond are suddenly your breath and life, and i can't help if you won't take me home tonight. If your past is just too much, you're a coward doll, but I can't get enough. And if your past is too much, drink yourself under a table and never get up. Uncompromising, you regret nothing, but this dark room smells like hot sweat and regret. and i'm bathing in cheap liquor just to wash off your scent. And we're unwinding, in four four timing, you lost your passion on the pavement, left your soul in the streets, and now you're all alone in sin city. Hot damn, who made you the queen of this town honey? And on who can we pin the blame? Well royalty makes me sick, forgive me for the subtlety, but now its 10 pm, and i can feel you crawling back into my skin again. If your past is too much, drink yourself under a table and never get up. please.