Right Arm

Scratch my number and my name
 In the phone booth where we last came
 Call your family, send out for money
 For co-caine
 We got high, I got mean
 You got scared, so you got clean
 You moved out to the other side of town
 From me
 God damn the road
 God damn the storm
 God damn these tattoos on my right arm
 On my right arm
 The autumn leaves fill with gold
 Too heavy for the trees to hold
 One thing I know, is winter's approaching
 It's getting cold
 But my eyes are empty shotgun shells
 As I staggered to the river yelling
 "Oh my god! The sorrow weighs in me like a sleeping child"
 So I got fucked up
 Stole a car
 Where I kissed you between the bars
 And I remember the sound of my teeth hitting the ground
 I spit perfect blood red stars from my mouth
 Whoa, oh And I chased you down the street
 I begged you not to leave
 But you turned your head from me
 You pretended not to see
 As I punched the door of your Greyhound
 As you were leaving
 That's how I broke my arm
 That's how I broke my arm
 That's how I broke your heart
 That's how I broke your heart