MAT D - Hard luck americana

Lyrics

I am the needle and thread
the dress on the floor and the girl in your bed
I’m the night rolling in like a flood
the sharp taste of bourbon brewed thicker than blood
I’m the bottle that always runs dry
the thrill of that sweet empty look in your eye
The cries of the first bastard son
the ache in the heart of the man on the run

I'm a dark and decrepit motel
the guilt and regret that burn hotter than hell
I’m an orphan with nowhere to go
the ghost in your room the damned dirty devil you know

I am the red neon light
resurrecting desire on a cold autumn night
all the reckless abandon you'll own
sanctified in the throes of my presence alone
I’m the thrill of a passionate lie
you can hold in your heart till day that you die
the lover that lead you to stray
every dark deed you’ve done that you can’t wash away

I'm a dark and decrepit motel
the guilt and regret that burn hotter than hell
I’m an orphan with nowhere to go
the ghost in your room the damned dirty devil you know
the devil you know

I am the glare of the sun
a renegade priest and his wild ravaged nun
I'm the thunder that rattles the sky
the lightning that strikes in the blink of an eye
I’m the poison you're destined to crave
the feeling you'll chase till you lay in your grave
I’m the silence that comes like friend
all the darkness you'll learn to embrace in the end

I'm a dark and decrepit motel
the guilt and regret that burn hotter than hell
I'm an orphan with nowhere to go
the ghost in your room every damned dirty devil you know
The devil you know
The devil you know