My heart is a box full
of insoles
For shoes that never
quite fit
And I've bunions and
blisters
And stiletto disasters
Running after a love I can't keep
Running after a love I can't keep
Cities and small towns
It's always the same
They'll burn out your
hope
By the hard light of
day
And letters in the
river
Are blurring the lines
Between what was a
future
And what's on my mind
My heart is a box full
of letters
For love I forgot how
to write
And I've lived with
those words
That nobody heard
Running after a shoe
leather life
Cities and small towns
It's always a game
A balance between
fortune
And only fame
And only fame
