Arms of a Thief

Mr. Henry and the muscle man
Gave her shoes on a night, there was no road to stand
Like a letter in a stolen purse
She was bored of her weight, she was bored of her words

The daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest
"It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And reaching out to touch the steering wheel, she said
"Leave me alone, but just don't leave me here, alright?"
Alright, alright

Mr. Henry and another guy
Gave her gold on a night that it fell from the sky
And like a body when the buzzard came
She was bored of her look, she was bored of her name

The daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest
"It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And tapping at the air with her heel, she said
"Leave me alone, but just don't leave me here, alright?"
Alright, alright

Mr. Henry was a dying man
With advice and a tongue that she didn't understand
Like the water when the sea got rough
She was bored of the breeze, she was bored of her luck

The winner and the loser told the fallen priest
"It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And holding everything, he made her steal, she said
"Leave me alone, but just don't leave me here, alright?"
Alright, alright