Stars strewn across your face Skin to mouth, mouth to bourbon You burning like the sun And I cannot stop lookin Open your mouth Ocean of birds tumbling down Open your mouth Open your mouth just one more time Mmm I'm listening to sad songs Shooting towards the flame Driving cross west Texas through the night Hand against the burner Stupid kid, you know better Eye of the storm Lightning I'm holding tryna burn me up Eye of the storm Tornado warning from inside your lungs You got me listening to sad songs You got me pining in the dark You got me drunken at the dance hall Rubbing my hands to make a spark You got me swept up by the river You got me sinking like a stone You got me falling, yelling timber You got me talking on the telephone You got me I'm preaching gospel truth You're shooting down the moon You pull it to the ground But up here in the hills I become the hunter Finger on the trigger Tracking your doe eye'd summer You got me listening to sad songs You got me wondering in the dark You got me drunken at the dance hall Rubbing my hands to make a spark You got me swept up by the river You got me sinking like a stone You got me falling, yelling timber You got me talking on the telephone You got me good Stars strewn across your face And I cannot stop looking