Mercy Street

I hear your shoes sigh on the floor
You’re drunk on rum poached agony
Love’s a sheet with cigarette burns
Countless lessons never learned
I pour my thoughts in a coffee cup, yeah
Then I watch my fame go down the drain
I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah
While you’re still searching for Mercy Street
Box me in a jeweled bin
In the backyard of your heart
Never know what you will gain
Chocolate stains or stomach pain
I found Jesus in a coffee cup, yeah
But now my fame goes down the drain
I sit back and I put up my feet, yeah
While you’re still searching for Mercy Street
You read Hesse and I think wine
Hope you have a real good time
And you say that you have tried
Trashy smiles and cardboard lies
I hear your shoes sigh on the floor
You’re drunk on rum poached agony
Love’s a sheet with cigarette burns
Countless lessons never learned