They caught me inside the theater
In a cheap double feature
It’s a sad cry of battle
Movies bend like forever
Through beat up projectors
Humming over my shoulder
You were home with your mother
She learned from the anchor
Like everyone else
Her tears smelled like cigarettes
On a black and white TV set
Through rabbit ear signals
Now I feel heat without light (x3)
I’m sorry you changed your name
And hid from the cameras
You were beautiful girls
I never got to explain
Why it all happened
Why I let you down
Now I feel heat without light (x3)
I left some money on the table
For you and your sister
I hope you are fine
The grass needs cut every weekend
If I can’t be there
It’ll just have to grow
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