New Orleans - Cowboy Mouth

The Texas sun beats down upon me like the Devil’s smile

I’d rather be anywhere else than here

Was it a blinding lack of subtlety or just a lack of style?

In responding to the ways and means of fear

Take me back to New Orleans

And drop me at my door

Cause I might love you yeah,

But I love me more.

My fingernails are bitten 'til there’s nothing left but skin

I’d rather be anyone else right now.

The light that shone within my eyes is slowly growing dim

She told me where, told me when, but never said how

Take me back to New Orleans

And don’t call me anymore

'Cuz I might love you yeah, but I love me more

(She said) How can I make this unhappen?

(I said) You cannot make this unhappen

Choose before your choices fade away

(She said) I could be home by tomorrow, if I could beg, steal or borrow

I said «you're there, you might as well stay.»

The morning mist still rises through another crack in the glass

The lack of sleep has made me numb

Sometimes when she sleeps, she’ll turn and she’ll whisper his name

That cake must taste great, but I’ll pass when you offer me some.

Take me back to New Orleans

And drop me at my door

'Cuz I might love you yeah, but I love me more

Take me back to New Orleans

And don’t call me anymore

'Cuz I might love you yeah,

I might love you yeeeaaah

I might love you yeah, but I love me more.

I love me more.

I love me, mooooreee