Horses are left behind
Dust is all I can see
My colour is too far gone
And the shade lets in all the light
No more electric booze
Nothing but a motown blues
I've already seen tomorrow's news
No more fancy shoes
Nothing but a knot tied loose
I'm tryin' to face an empty mirror
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
My palms are itchy and I scratch them no more
Horses are left behind
Dust is all I can see
My colour is too far gone
And the shade lets in all the light
No more electric booze
Nothing but a motown blues
I've already seen tomorrow's news
No more fancy shoes
Nothing but a knot tied loose
I'm trying to face an empty mirror
Lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo lonely, lonely
Lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo lonely, lonely
Lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo lonely, lonely
Lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo lonely, lonely