Between the body count in my backyard and burials beneath the stars,

I think someones catching on to me. 

The neighbors have all seen the noose

and nickel's in my lovers eyes to seal this town's one last look goodbye. 

Wide awake and I can say I've never seen someone sleep so still. 

If I could keep you breathing you know

I would but you know too much and you know these days

the only thing we can't buy is trust.

Summer never stared so silently into these hills before you dropped out

of the sky into this town.

The only thing of mine you'll ever have again are my fingerprints

on the tender skin of your torn throat.

I'm wide awake and waiting for you.