Tin Man

I got a fucker of a reputation

I don’t want love I don’t need expectations

It’s like the feeling when you fly too high

Then fall baby fall to feel so alive

I left my lover way back home in Boston

She ate my heart so I left there heartless 

Now I’m the tin man out on the run

Yeah, you know the type

Break shit for fun 

There’s no point in trying to figure out how to do better

I quit that shit when I left home on a cold day that December 

And I’m still missing you

Drove the car off the freeway

Smashed the cake on your Birthday

Lost the keys there to your place 

And I’m still missing you

I got this habit where I can’t stop lying 

About the weather or the places I’ve been 

So long’s I’m moving at the speed of lightning 

You’ll never know what I never show 

How many blows until the last one kills ya? 

If I was dead would they say hallelujah? 

I’m just so terrified to go back when 

I’d wake in the night dreaming again 

Of you

Drove the car off the freeway

You broke a bottle on my face

Lost the keys there to your place 

Dreaming again of you

Oh I still remember reaching my out my hands

Oh here comes a pounding of an empty chest 

And it’s all cause of 

You 

Drove the car off the freeway

Broke a bottle on your face

Lost the keys there to your place

I know it’s wrong

Still can’t move on

Sick on the head

Left me for dead