Stars strewn across your face
Skin to mouth, mouth to bourbon
You burning like the sun
And I cannot stop lookin
Open your mouth
Ocean of birds tumbling down
Open your mouth
Open your mouth just one more time
Mmm
I'm listening to sad songs
Shooting towards the flame
Driving cross west Texas through the night
Hand against the burner
Stupid kid, you know better
Eye of the storm
Lightning I'm holding tryna burn me up
Eye of the storm
Tornado warning from inside your lungs
You got me listening to sad songs
You got me pining in the dark
You got me drunken at the dance hall
Rubbing my hands to make a spark
You got me swept up by the river
You got me sinking like a stone
You got me falling, yelling timber
You got me talking on the telephone
You got me
I'm preaching gospel truth
You're shooting down the moon
You pull it to the ground
But up here in the hills
I become the hunter
Finger on the trigger
Tracking your doe eye'd summer
You got me listening to sad songs
You got me wondering in the dark
You got me drunken at the dance hall
Rubbing my hands to make a spark
You got me swept up by the river
You got me sinking like a stone
You got me falling, yelling timber
You got me talking on the telephone
You got me good
Stars strewn across your face
And I cannot stop looking