"White Knuckle Heart" lyrics

"White Knuckle Heart"

She rolled out the window like a rolling stone
Pink lace panty-wasted, give the dog a bone
She hit the remuda like a feather gone bad
With a white-knuckle heart and blood on her hands

Ain't nothin' gonna break her or tear her apart
She's got a black leather bible and a white-knuckle heart

Fear of [?] stumble on the scene
Fear of the [?] that smells of Mesquite
Her hope is in [?] broken fire alarm
Hope is in the gas can under her arm

Ain't nothin' gonna break her or tear her apart
She's got a black leather bible and a white-knuckle heart

There's a ball peen hammer and a carpet stain
Sulfer of a match, spark and a flame
The hardwood, it groans as it heats up the sky
The house is on fire and the devil's inside

Ain't nothin' gonna break her or tear her apart
She's got a black leather bible and a white-knuckle heart

Oh it don't matter now that the coop's been flown
She's halfway to Wichita, ain't never goin' home

Ain't nothin' gonna break her or tear her apart
She's got a black leather bible and a white-knuckle heart

White knuckle heart


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