Pawn Shop County Fair

Going away tonight
Things will never feel just right
She woke and said to me
Lock the door and throw away your key
Over the bridge somewhere
Beyond the Pawn Shop County Fair

She never learned from being broke
Always trippin but she never choked
Sleeping in the junkyard pits
Hawking hub caps for graveyard shifts
Over the bridge somewhere
Beyond the Pawn Shop County Fair

You never kept me warm at night
Spilling oil on my dynamite
Dripping in catastrophe
Met on the corner of fate and blasphemy
Over the bridge somewhere
Beyond the Pawn Shop County Fair

Going away tonight
Things will never feel just right
She woke and said to me
Lock the door and throw away your
Over the bridge somewhere
Beyond the Pawn Shop County Fair



Credits
Writer(s): Make Keene
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