Letras:
Ryan Adams Faithless Street

: Well, he was kneely-eyed When he returned to the town he'd come from He's brown bagging it tonight behind some tavern Somebody wrecked his life,

: Said you came from a mining town But they closed the mining down Said your daddy was a drinker He had a picture of Jesus on his sinker Maybe I

leave if you wanna I got no more tears to cry. Do you hear that lonesome shuffle Of my feet walking out of the bar? And I stumble down the same damn streets

watch from the porch Drinking whiskey in Granddaddy's chair. Ferris wheel lights look like pictures I'd seen in a book somewhere Vacant parking lots across the street

: Throwing rocks at a window, Stumble into telephone pole, While the lights shine down on your person Filtering through all your aversions Love will

: Lo-fi Tennessee mountain angel come back to me Met you in a bar when I was drinking You stood next to me You say you wanna play country But you

rest of the world I guess that you deserve something You work so hard at Trying to be just like everyone else Except people like me Well, the lights shining down onto the street

: Why should i hate you? After all, it's been so long Since I've lived in town. Let it go for now. Have a drink at your favorite bar till dark.

: Hang a picture up on your wall Tighten all the nails so it don't fall In this picture, could have been a picture of my face Something painful, went