Nicotine Hands Songtext
von Jeff Beadle

I count my change and take to the pavement
As it slips through my nicotine hands
I′ve made the choice, now I've got to take it
But I don′t know how much more she can stand
I'm on her horizon and she's always right
And the sound of her sleep makes me sing
Sweetheart come back so I can lay my head down and weep

There is a light on at the end of my street
For the house burnt the roof to the ground
It stands lonely tonight as it fills the spaces
Where the cars and the characters creep
I need to put me together ′cause she′s in my sights
And the smell of her skin makes me smile
Sweetheart come back so I can lay my head down a while


Only if I am able I'll take my lungs back so I can breathe
She left her coat and her keys on the table
Out next to nothing so I could see
Then when I woke and I rolled to see tears on her pillow
Well it′s clear now that she don't believe
Sweetheart come back so I can lay my head down and weep

There is a garden out under the sun
Where the dirt and the roots gently squeeze
It reminds me of autumn, the rain and the breeze
And the falling of one who believes
I need to put me together, my limbs one by one
′Cause she reached out and it's been a while
Sweetheart come back ′cause I don't feel like walking miles

Only if I am able I'll take my lungs back so I can breathe
She left her coat and her keys on the table
Out next to nothing so I could see
Then when I woke and I rolled to see tears on her pillow
Well it′s clear now that she don′t believe
Sweetheart come back so I can lay my head down and weep
Sweetheart come back so I can lay my head down and weep