Jamie
Jamie lives in a warehouse
On the corner of 14th and Green
Cooks after midnight, sleeping in twilight
Doesn't remember his dreams
He lives and looks like a poet
Critiquing the world on a string
His blood runs on cocaine and alcohol
He'll try anything
And he don't want anyone to know
And he don't want anyone to see
You lie and cheat to break the beat, baby
Heart on your sleeve, you wanna leave maybe
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
Someday you'll be begging at your own front door
You're running, you're gunning for the gates of Eden
Head full of knowledge and a heart for freedom
Someday Jamie you'll fall on your face
Someday boy, you're gonna break those chains
Jamie's being ironic
On a Sunday afternoon
The cynics and stoics, boy they're coming
Coming after you
He talks about death and dying
Gotta get out of this town
Maybe go to South America
And disappear in the crowd
And he don't want anyone to know
And he don't want anyone to see
You lie and you cheat to break the beat, baby
Heart on your sleeve, you wanna leave maybe
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
Someday you'll be begging at your own front door
You're running, you're gunning for the gates of Eden
Head full of knowledge and a heart for freedom
Someday Jamie you'll fall on your face
Someday boy, you're gonna break those chains
Jamie's family loves him
Waiting for his return
A pocket full of second guesses
When will he ever learn?
You lie and you cheat to break the beat, baby
Heart on your sleeve, you wanna leave maybe
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
Someday you'll be begging at your own front door
You're running, you're gunning for the gates of Eden
Head full of knowledge and a heart for freedom
Someday Jamie you'll fall on your face
Someday boy you're gonna break those chains
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You lie and you cheat, baby
You're breaking the beat, baby
Someday boy, someday boy
Someday boy, you're gonna break those chains
On the corner of 14th and Green
Cooks after midnight, sleeping in twilight
Doesn't remember his dreams
He lives and looks like a poet
Critiquing the world on a string
His blood runs on cocaine and alcohol
He'll try anything
And he don't want anyone to know
And he don't want anyone to see
You lie and cheat to break the beat, baby
Heart on your sleeve, you wanna leave maybe
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
Someday you'll be begging at your own front door
You're running, you're gunning for the gates of Eden
Head full of knowledge and a heart for freedom
Someday Jamie you'll fall on your face
Someday boy, you're gonna break those chains
Jamie's being ironic
On a Sunday afternoon
The cynics and stoics, boy they're coming
Coming after you
He talks about death and dying
Gotta get out of this town
Maybe go to South America
And disappear in the crowd
And he don't want anyone to know
And he don't want anyone to see
You lie and you cheat to break the beat, baby
Heart on your sleeve, you wanna leave maybe
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
Someday you'll be begging at your own front door
You're running, you're gunning for the gates of Eden
Head full of knowledge and a heart for freedom
Someday Jamie you'll fall on your face
Someday boy, you're gonna break those chains
Jamie's family loves him
Waiting for his return
A pocket full of second guesses
When will he ever learn?
You lie and you cheat to break the beat, baby
Heart on your sleeve, you wanna leave maybe
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
Someday you'll be begging at your own front door
You're running, you're gunning for the gates of Eden
Head full of knowledge and a heart for freedom
Someday Jamie you'll fall on your face
Someday boy you're gonna break those chains
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You lie and you cheat, baby
You're breaking the beat, baby
Someday boy, someday boy
Someday boy, you're gonna break those chains
Credits
Writer(s): Hampton Andrew Holcomb Jr
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