Cemetery Sideroad
I had a heart but I used to be older
I'm not like I used to be
I had you but I guess it's all over
You talk but you're not like me
You talk and you talk like some weird saint
What do you think that we could taint?
When you're nothing I am and I'm something you ain't
So hold me until the night makes colder
Tell me how life's made you bad
Kick me when I choke and I smoulder
When I'm not what you had
You talk and you talk like some weird saint
What do you think that we could taint?
When you're nothing I am and I'm something you ain't
I'm looking for a cemetery sideroad
I'm screaming like a lighthouse lamp
I'm chasing after what I think that I'm owed
Like a French foreign legion tramp
You swim in an ocean that's storming
You eat when the wolves all do
You ache like a mother in mourning
When you're left alone with you
Hold me until the night makes colder
Tell me how life's made you bad
Kick me when I choke and I smoulder
When I'm not what you had
You talk and you talk like some weird saint
What do you think that we could taint?
When you're nothing I am and I'm something you ain't
I'm looking for a cemetery sideroad
I'm screaming like a lighthouse lamp
I'm chasing after what I think that I'm owed
Like a French foreign legion tramp
I'm looking for a cemetery sideroad
I'm screaming like a lighthouse lamp
I'm chasing after what I think that I'm owed
Like a French foreign legion tramp
Cemetery sideroad
Cemetery sideroad
Cemetery sideroad
Cemetery sideroad
I'm not like I used to be
I had you but I guess it's all over
You talk but you're not like me
You talk and you talk like some weird saint
What do you think that we could taint?
When you're nothing I am and I'm something you ain't
So hold me until the night makes colder
Tell me how life's made you bad
Kick me when I choke and I smoulder
When I'm not what you had
You talk and you talk like some weird saint
What do you think that we could taint?
When you're nothing I am and I'm something you ain't
I'm looking for a cemetery sideroad
I'm screaming like a lighthouse lamp
I'm chasing after what I think that I'm owed
Like a French foreign legion tramp
You swim in an ocean that's storming
You eat when the wolves all do
You ache like a mother in mourning
When you're left alone with you
Hold me until the night makes colder
Tell me how life's made you bad
Kick me when I choke and I smoulder
When I'm not what you had
You talk and you talk like some weird saint
What do you think that we could taint?
When you're nothing I am and I'm something you ain't
I'm looking for a cemetery sideroad
I'm screaming like a lighthouse lamp
I'm chasing after what I think that I'm owed
Like a French foreign legion tramp
I'm looking for a cemetery sideroad
I'm screaming like a lighthouse lamp
I'm chasing after what I think that I'm owed
Like a French foreign legion tramp
Cemetery sideroad
Cemetery sideroad
Cemetery sideroad
Cemetery sideroad
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Writer(s): Gordon Downie, Gordon Sinclair
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