Second Hand - Sundowner

I spent my time fishing through pockets of old winter coats

Yeah, looking for a weathered New York City subway token charm

And instead I found a shattered silver pocket watch

A present given to me to mark my 21st year

But the time, it never stopped

The months rolled on

And nine years passed without a sound

The ticking heartbeat dead and gone

I wasted days thinking about how I wasted so much time

I sat alone in my room while the weeks went by

And someone saved me from this tomb in Graceland

I was hiding in an attic the past two years, yeah 'cause I’m a fugitive

Call the detectives in

I’m ready to confess

All the terrible things I did

It’s time for my sinking heart to rest

Time for my sinking heart to rest

Time for my sinking heart to rest

Time for my sinking heart to rest

Time for my sinking heart to rest