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Donna Beasley: Music

Heart Like A Wound

(Donna Beasley)
Home Canned Beats (SESAC)

Freight train whistle got nothing on me

I make a whipporwill sound carefree

I've fallen farther than a shooting star

And I'm not leaving 'til they close this bar

 

Bar tabs and lovers end up this way

Somebody leaves, somebody else pays

So, if you're looking to hit and run

You can't do more than the damage done

 

I've got a heart like a wound here on my sleeve

And a phantom pain of use-to-be

I've heard it said that some are made like a wheel

I've got a heart like a wound dying to be healed

 

Loud drums, long strums, heartbreak songs

Playing on the jukebox all night long

So dance slow, talk low, to seal this deal

Then give me something this heart can feel

Heart can feel

 

Freight train whistle got nothing on me

I make a whipporwill sound carefree

I'm falling faster than a shooting star

And we're not leaving till we close this bar

 

I've got a heart like a wound here on my sleeve

And a phantom pain of use-to-be

I've heard it said that some are made like a wheel

I've got a heart like a wound dying to be healed

I've heard it said that some are made like a wheel

I've got a heart like a wound dying to be healed

I've heard it said that some are made like a wheel

I've got a heart like wound won't you help me heal

Yeah, I've got a heart like a wound give me something I can feel