The Weeks - Mountains Make Me Crazy lyrics

These mountains make me crazy My legs can't seem to stand "And I'll be leaving in the morning with or without you" she said If I'm breaking what I'm building I've ripped out every single stone And you can break my soul or bones girl but you can't destroy my home No you can't destroy my home If the street lights they all flicker Just like candles in the street I will give my soul to strangers and let the ba*tards sell it cheap I've seen girls out on the street, lord Men drunk on the boulevard The kings all know my face lord and the jokers pulled my card Oh, the jokers pulled my card They say that that doesn't k** you makes you stronger And I should be pretty strong or so it seems Cause I almost died a thousand times Oh, d**h it follows me I guess that's what separates us gods from kings We will plant our dead in boxes And pray to god that something grows Leave the widow on her knees,Boys Dressed in black with empty hopes The children's screams are crazy Their eyes are blacked out from the smoke I can spare my bread and water, but I cannot spare my coat No, I cannot spare my coat Don't damn my imagination Cause my dreams are all I have Well In the day its damp and dirty But when I sleep it's not that bad Dirty hands they cling to boxcars Tender tears stain frozen cheeks We're all searching for salvation but we won't find it in these streets We won't find it in these streets They say that that doesn't k** you makes you stronger And I should be pretty strong or so it seems Cause I almost died a thousand times Oh, d**h it follows me I guess that's what separates us gods from kings Everybody lives for something I guess I must live to think You can have my thoughts at half the cost Because I think they're k**ing me The tree lines weave through fields Giant serpents of the south I've seen the sun set on the ocean I've seen the daylight drown itself Poets drink their whiskey They point out problems in our lives Well you will never read his notebooks He won't be famous till he dies Well without our hearts we're nothing And without our spines we're weak You can pump my blood or hold me up but that still want make me free No that still won't make me free