Head In The Dirt
James Keeler
I want my money back, give it back to me
I want my loving back, don't want your empathy
The road to my heart is narrow and covered with thorn
Vultures circling 'round the sky are hungry and the snakes are coiled
Don't walk away, don't walk alone
Don't walk away, the streets are cold
Heard me say
My head is in the dirt
My mind is in the sea
My blood is on the money ground
Hold my hand and walk away with me
The more that I do wrong, the more that my love grows deep
So I drink myself to sleep at night and dream about her misery
Don't walk away, don't walk alone
Don't walk away, the streets are cold
Don't walk away, don't walk alone
Don't walk away, the streets are cold
Don't walk away, don't walk alone
Don't walk away, too far from home