His Name

You took a chance on your heart
And let him walk you down the darkened road
But you can tell by his name he won't stay.
You put your hand on his face
Dry as a winter field, his chest an adamant shield
Like his name.
Bride to a fleeting stranger
All the words in his mouth are the same.
You saw yourself in that dream
On that bed in that room in that grimy shirt
All you knew was his name
He really had to take that train.
His name has such a murky sound
It makes you bleed like an open wound
It shakes your bones and your muscles down
And there you pray.
Bride to a fleeting stranger
All the words in his mouth are the same
Bride to an avid gambler
The words you've been told were the same.
Was it worth to lay down and cry
Was it worth to stand up and fight
When you could tell by his name.
He had an old black guitar with a missing string
He couldn't really sing
But he could make some atmosphere
And when the music filled the room
You couldn't stop your tears
From rolling down your cheek
Just like they said.