Well I got a new Guitar,
And I’ve even got new shoes
And hell I might even buy that dress
Well I once had a big, big heart
Till some idiot smashed it apart
And now I’m left to clean up the mess
Well I got a new guitar
And that’s a start.
I tear apart his pictures
I can’t stand them anymore
I place them in a pile
On the loungeroom floor
And as I pick up the matches to burn away my pain
I stop and think to myself girl
He’s not even worth the flame
The salt in my tears, seems to taste a little familiar,
I’ve been broken before,
But never this bitter,
Twelve months I lay paralized,
From all this pain
But I’m gonna hold my head up high
And my heart will sing again
And as the night time closes in
And the knives of memory
Cut my skin so deep
I beg for mercy as I play these strings
And the music hears me
And holds me when I sleep
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Lyrics submitted by Redtown.