Old Folks Home Lyrics & Chords By Cottonwood Firing Squad

I'm perched upon a burnt bridge, Looking for a last chance, Singing in the wind just like a crow. I'm a bum working on my last can, Wondering where my life ran, Lost it in...read more

My stomach becomes hollower The more I eat alone I can hardly stomach Getting you on the phone I feel like an idiot Every time I see you And I feel like you're an idiot too...read more

Don't move, I only think the truth unless it's you. Don't move, I try to be the best and there's no proof. Please move. It's a long time coming, a long time...read more

When you are talking to me like you know what to say I want to spit in your face How can you forget me? How can you forgive me after so long? And wait I’m on your side...read more

I wrote a letter to my ex-lover's mother to thank her for learning to like me Seeing as I was an unlikely suitor your princess is priceless I hope that you know that I'll...read more