Bound For Heartache

There she stood at 5’2

Leaning on a grimy old pole

Singing that same pop country song

Like it could manufacture her a new soul

She’d been out at the governors ball

And god damn, she was high

With her Smoke machines lightin’ up purple and green

she was flashing like a warning sign

She slurred her speech

As we stopped with a screech

and she bid an incoherent farewell

She’s a sweet, sweet girl

And she’s bound for heartache

Along that metro trail

I shared a bit of wisdom

From all the heartbreaks from my past

I’m an old soul man but I’m careless like a child

Every time my love and I cross paths

From what I could make out shed been trying

To find a man who she could make her own

but she’s been looking at faces in all the wrong places

she’s crying on the train ride home

Can’t leave a girl like that

on a street so flat

She’s gon’ hit the pavement just like a stone

she’s a sweet sweet girl but she’s bound for heartache

crying on the train ride home