Ray LaMontagne - Empty - live from bonaroo lyrics

She lifts her skirt up to her knees Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing I never learned to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my disasters I walk on down the hill through gra**, grown tall and brown And still its hard somehow to let go of my pain On past the busted back of that old and rusted Cadillac That sinks into this field, collecting rain Will I always feel this way So empty, so estranged And of these cut-throat busted sunsets These cold and damp quiet mornings, I have grown weary If through my cracked and dusted dime-store lips I spoke these words out loud would no one hear me Lay your blouse across the chair Let fall the flowers from from your hair And kiss me with that country mouth, so plain Outside, the rain is tapping on the leaves To me it sounds like they're applauding us, the quiet love we've made Will I always feel this way So empty, so estranged Well, I looked my demons in the eyes Laid bare my chest, said "Do your best, destroy me You see, I've been to hell and back so many times I must admit you kind of bore me" There's a lot of things that can k** a man There's a lot of ways to die Listen, some already did that walked beside me There's a lot of things I don't understand Why so many people lie It's their hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me Will I always feel this way So empty, so estranged