Little Tiny Dusty Picture Frame

I made a time capsule
For when I was eighteen
When I didn't know our country would
Go to hell along with me
'Cause she didn't use her wealth
And she won't save her people
She watched her body die
Perched high on her steeple

Now I got about twelve hours
'Fore I leave for Tennessee
Where I got the whole world waiting on me

Hold me
Hold me like a bundle of straw
Like my hair on your pillowcase
Hold me
Hold me under the waning moon
'Cause I've never been in love like this
I've never cried this hard
I'm just glad that I feel something at all

My dog won't know where I went
My bed will stay made
My parents won't know what to do
Sometimes I wish I could stay
And I think about that moving truck
And I let myself cry
As I stand in front of my mirror
As I practice my goodbyes

Now I got about twelve hours
Before I leave this town
Twelve hours unless this old train breaks down

Hold me
Hold me like a bundle of straw
Like my hair on your pillowcase
Hold me
Hold me under the waning moon
'Cause I've never been in love like this
I've never cried this hard
I'm just glad that I feel something at all

Now I'm right on the line
'Tween two parts of my life
Gowns used to mean princesses
Now to me they're brides
I'll still jump in every puddle
I'll drink soda 'till I'm sick
I'll blow smoke in the cold
My cigarette I'll flick

Won't you hold me
Hold me like a bundle of straw
Like my hair on your pillowcase
Hold me
Hold me under the waning moon
'Cause I've never been in pain like this
I've never laughed this hard