I met him on the edge of a goodbye. I was standing there with no place left to fly. I was young but never green, a little wiser than my time it seemed
I feel like the flowers in this vase, He just brought em' home one day, "Ain't they beautiful" he said. They've been here in the kitchen and the water
Used to stay for hours, and listen to the rain. You'd hold me on the porch swing, while our troubles washed away. And Daddy'd come and get me, girl it
Hey white liar The truth comes out a little at a time And it spreads just like a fire Slips off of your tongue like turpentine And I don't know why
