High Lonesome - Jesse Malin

Once I bled into a letter

It didn’t get any better

Took a PBR vacation

Played the college station

Through the flower beds

You walk down to the park

Like ancient books of Zen that symbolize a brand new start

The way that I’ve been feeling lately ain’t me

It makes me want to shout and bust it up in two

What they call honest living kills me chills me

Once a music business lawyer tried to wine and dine destroy you

Cow skulls on your wall and your valium mother calls

Through your brand new shades you might not see the sharks

A brilliant masquerade can’t disguise a busted heart

The way that I’ve been feeling lately ain’t me

It makes me want to shout and bust it up for you

What they call honest living kills me chills me

Photographs and memories

I know they don’t lie

I can’t forget you

But I know I will try

I’m dropping out of circulation

Gonna change my occupation

Become a small time operator

Or another lonely painter

Photographs and memories

I know they don’t lie

I can’t forget you

But I know I will try