Nicotine Hands Songtext

von Jeff Beadle

I count my change and take to the pavement as it slips through my nicotine hands
I've made the choice, now I've got to take it but I don't know how much more she can stand
I'm on her horizon, but she's always right and the sound of her sleep makes me sing
Sweetheart comeback so I can lay my head down and weep

There is a light on at the end of my street where the house burned the roof to the ground
Stands lonely tonight as it fills the spaces where the cars and the characters creep
I need to put me together, cause she's in my sites, and the smell of her skin makes me smile
Sweetheart comeback so I can lay my head down a while

Only if I am able i'll take my lungs back so I can breathe
She left her coat and her keys on the table out next to nothing so I could see
Then when I woke and I rose to see tears on her pillow it was clear now that she don't believe
Sweetheart comeback so I can lay my head down and weep

There is a garden out out under the sun where the dirt and the roots gently squeeze
It reminds me of autumn, the rain and the breeze and the falling of one who believed
I need to put me together, my limbs one by one cause she reached out and its been a while
Sweetheart come back cause I don't feel like walking the miles

Only if I am able i'll take my lungs back so I can breathe
She left her coat and her keys on the table out next to nothing so I could see
Then when I woke and I rose to see tears on her pillow it was clear now that she don't believe