Lucille

I got a hole in my heart.
It's tearing me apart.
I got a hole in my heart.
It's tearing me apart
like a work of art.
I gotta a pain in my head
after 13 cigarettes,
and baby you left me hanging all around
In this holy ghost town.
I mighta well be dead.

'Cause when you take the last line u take from me
I shoulda known that I could never see
It was killing you.
It was killing us both.
It was killing me
and if you were the very last woman alive
the whole damned world
would be truth deprived
and I'm hanging on to you
thats just the way that I feel
I still love you Lucille.

This cold december rain
has got me remembering your name
but you keep getting high with your friends
In your new Mercedes Benz.
and it's gotta end.
I hate the words you say
but I'm laughing anyway.
Next thIng I know I'm waking up with you
cuz its all I gotta do
but I swear to god that In through.

'Cause when you take the last line u take from me
I shoulda known that I could never see
It was killing you.
It was killing us both.
It was killing me
and if you were the very last woman alive
I'd be wrong but I'd be justified
for hanging on to you
and the way that I feel
and still love you Lucille.

I'm hanging on to you it's the way that I feel
I still love you Lucille