mercy street

I hear your shoes sigh on the floor

you’re drunk on rum poached agony

love’s a sheet with cigarette burns

countless lessons never learned

I pour my thoughts in a coffee cup, yeah

then I watch my fame go down the drain

I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah

while you’re still searching for Mercy Street

box me in a jeweled bin

in the backyard of your heart

never know what you will gain

chocolate stains or stomach pain

I found Jesus in a coffee cup, yeah

but now my fame goes down the drain

I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah

while you’re still searching for Mercy Street

you read Hesse and I think wine

hope you have a real good time

and you say that you have tried

trashy smiles and cardboard lies

I hear your shoes sigh on the floor

you’re drunk on rum poached agony

love’s a sheet with cigarette burns

countless lessons never learned