(Verse)
Well it's cold and you're bored
From counting the smart cars on 94.
When you dream you're back home
But the lake I don’t trust you to walk alone.
Hollow trees, talk of hand,
All the neckties are toasting with empty cans.
And you know why she's gone
Clothes in the river, drifting on.
(Chorus)
Slide down south
Cause once in a while your confidence leaves you,
Like smoke falls out her red mouth.
(Verse)
Well she left you the holes
The tracks in the back yard, December snow
But those sad souvenirs
They end at the fenceline and they disappear.
Why you'd follow her there?
Milwaukee's a deaf ear for winter prayers.
There's no night, there's no day,
With only hope in your pocket, and hell to pay.
(Chorus)
Slide down south
Cause once in a while your confidence leaves you,
Like smoke falls out her red mouth.
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