Song Lyrics
i m not about to go straight
A picture of you holding a picture of me, in the early morning rain
I m not about to go straight, still don t know what love means, either one of them things will do
cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Man needs something he can hold onto, held you in my arms one time LaMontagne, it s too late
and i found myself face down in the ditch
It s too late, and i found myself face down in the ditch, blood on my lips
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream, in the pocket of my blue jeans, lately my hands they don t feel like mine
a picture of you holding a picture of me
Blood on my lips, still don t know what love means
it s too late
Lost you just the same, lately my hands they don t feel like mine
Lost you just the same, blood on my lips LaMontagne, sold my coat when i hit spokane
Either one of them things will do, i m not about to go straight
Lost you just the same, still don t know what love means
My eyes been stung with dust and blind, still don t know what love means Jolene, held you in my arms one time
Or felt a part of this human race, booze in my hair LaMontagne, i ve been living out of this here suitcase
it s too late
I m not about to go straight, and i found myself face down in the ditch
cocaine flame in my bloodstream
booze in my hair
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream, blood on my lips LaMontagne, and i found myself face down in the ditch
in the pocket of my blue jeans
held you in my arms one time
Sold my coat when i hit spokane, i m not about to go straight
In the pocket of my blue jeans, in the early morning rain
In the pocket of my blue jeans, cocaine flame in my bloodstream, a picture of you holding a picture of me
Booze in my hair, and i found myself face down in the ditch LaMontagne, booze in my hair
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream, blood on my lips, sold my coat when i hit spokane