Salt Shaker

How can you live when you're burying the living?
It's like stealing flowers from an empty grave
A tempest in a teacup, you explain the world in fables
And count your crowns for those you thought you had saved

Pour some more salt on my open wounds, hey, hey, hey
Pour some more salt on my open wounds

Outspoken and believing and silently deceiving
Perverse in your assessment of my life
You're mending broken fences while condemning my indifference
But who in the hell has given you that right?

So, pour some more salt on my open wounds
Pour some more salt on my open wounds, hey
Pour some more salt on my open wounds
Oh, won't you pour some more salt on my open wounds, hey

Pour some more salt on my open wounds, hey, hey, hey
Pour some more salt on my open wounds
Pour some more salt on my open wounds, yeah, hey, hey
Oh, won't you pour some more salt on my open wounds

Pour some more salt on my open wounds, yeah, hey, hey
Oh, won't you pour some more salt on my open wounds, hey
Come on now pour some more salt on my open wounds
Pour some more salt on my open wounds, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Hendrix
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