Natalie Duncan - Black Thorn

My head is in a black frame
Got your words all over my grave
He was a picture like no one would believe
With a hit flask and a white mask
A flame head and an empty bed, I
Walked a mile out of town just to see
Gravel 'neath the portrait
Your paint covering up the crack, so cracked up
If your coming back to visit me
He was the wealthiest poor man
And he was the emptiest tunnel
'Neath the dark, darkest river to the sea

You were my black thorn
Underneath my ground and now my
My shaking hands forever bleed
Forever bleed
Forever bleed

With a flat hat and a sharpened
Nose a body that crumbled under
The cold and the wind and hail
And rain of our bitter streets
He called me sweetheart
I sold him my soul in return
For his charm and he used
My pain to suck my blood
To suck my blood
He came back twice and
I wore him like an old shirt
Wrapped me up and cut up my
Skin and made me weep, weep, weep weep
Oh, my head is in a black frame
Got your words branded on my brain
I went insane so he could feel like a man again

You were my black thorn
Underneath my ground and now
My shaking hands forever bleed
Forever bleed
Forever bleed

And you were my black thorn
Underneath my ground and now
My shaking hands forever bleed

Oh, and I say it to you
You were my black thorn
Underneath my ground and now
My shaking hands forever bleed
Forever bleed
Forever bleed
Forever bleed
Forever bleed
Forever bleed
Forever bleed