Dead Man’s Heart

Sand instead of blood circles in the
Veins of those who never bargain
Staring in the mirror hardly guarantees
A man will see his true form

Yeah I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely boy
With a dead man's heart

While driving down the highway
The wind is gently playing with my long hair
Still spending lots of time in my head
With my old crimes; they won't go away

Cause I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely man
With a dead man's heart
Yeah I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely boy
With a dead man's face

I'm hoping for, I'm hoping for
I'm hoping for a brand new day
I'm hoping for, I'm hoping for
One last cigarette, yeah

Drink until I'm done, then buy me
Another round, make my life worth living
My exes talking shit, that I'm
Acting like a kid, just one bit taller

Yeah I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely man
With a dead man's heart
Yeah I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely boy
With a dead man's face

I'm hoping for, I'm hoping for
I'm hoping for a brand new day
I'm hoping for, I'm hoping for
One last cigarette, yeah

Yeah I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely boy
With a dead man's face (With a dead man's face)