Give 'Em Hell, Kid

Open the hatches now. Took a train out of New Orleans with a Trunk full of barefoot dreams. This is how we like to do it in The murder scene. Yeah, we settle up the score. You were here. I never have a fear. So go on live your life. But I miss you more than I did yesterday. You're beautiful. But I'm a puddle of rust and almost every Drop is the firing squad of the mess you Made. Yeah, I'm gonna look pretty walking down the Street in the best damn dress I own. 'Cause you were here. I never have a fear. So go on live your life. But I miss you more than I did yesterday. You're so far away. So come on, show me how. 'Cause I mean this more than words could ever Say. Might say. We are made From the sharpest things you'd say. We are young and we don't care. Right now. Your dreams and your homeless hair. Are ripped out. We never wanted it to be This way for all our Lives. Do you care at all? You were here. I never have a fear. So go on live your life. But I miss you more than I did yesterday. You're so far away. So come on, show me how. 'Cause I mean this more than words could ever Say. What you told me. Well, there's way out 'cause I never. I'm gonna look pretty Walking down The