Neon Cross
Money, oh I can't seem to get it fast enough
Runnin', I've been runnin' my whole damn life
And I think that it's catchin' up
They're gonna nail me to a neon cross
All these honky-tonks and strangers
How they tumble through the door
Well the evenin' speaks my language
And the dancers paint the floor
So sad, goddamn, I'm wearing some pitiful perfume
Dark glasses, gold liquor, jukeboxes and alligator shoes
Oh poor me, oh poor me
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
Funny, how the big fish always calls my bluff
Honey, keep me in your thoughts, 'cause I know that it's almost done
It was fun for a minute or too
But now you've thought it through
So I guess that we can call it even
They say love is here to teach me
But it kills me slow and easy
And I know you got my number
But the check still reads my name
So sad, goddamn, I'm wearing some pitiful perfume
Dark glasses, gold liquor, jukeboxes and alligator shoes
Oh poor me, oh poor me
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
So sad, goddamn, I'm wearing some pitiful perfume
Dark glasses, gold liquor, jukeboxes and alligator shoes
Oh poor me, oh poor me
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
Runnin', I've been runnin' my whole damn life
And I think that it's catchin' up
They're gonna nail me to a neon cross
All these honky-tonks and strangers
How they tumble through the door
Well the evenin' speaks my language
And the dancers paint the floor
So sad, goddamn, I'm wearing some pitiful perfume
Dark glasses, gold liquor, jukeboxes and alligator shoes
Oh poor me, oh poor me
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
Funny, how the big fish always calls my bluff
Honey, keep me in your thoughts, 'cause I know that it's almost done
It was fun for a minute or too
But now you've thought it through
So I guess that we can call it even
They say love is here to teach me
But it kills me slow and easy
And I know you got my number
But the check still reads my name
So sad, goddamn, I'm wearing some pitiful perfume
Dark glasses, gold liquor, jukeboxes and alligator shoes
Oh poor me, oh poor me
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
So sad, goddamn, I'm wearing some pitiful perfume
Dark glasses, gold liquor, jukeboxes and alligator shoes
Oh poor me, oh poor me
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
You don't love me
Why don't you nail me to a neon cross
Credits
Writer(s): Jaime Wyatt Pius
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.