Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Sweet lavender on an overcoat
That scent you left on all my clothes
I can still feel your heartbeat on my chest
Your breath, it's gone
You can knock me out cold
You can fence me in
Keep running all you want
But I will track you down
It took a heart of stone to tell the hardest lie
To trade a heart of gold for an alibi
And I can't seem to separate these lines
Between the facts and your lies
You can talk all you want
Say you're all in
I'll take your ass on
I will will track you down
Your mother, your father
They're long gone by now
The ceremony's over
Husband makes his rounds
But senses that something's
Gone awry outside
And fears wraps its claws around
His neck and squeezes tight
There's blood in the water and panic in the air
He's racing, chasing the scent of your hair
But he will chase bits of lace from your wedding
In the woods to your grave, our grave, your grave
I'll lock you up cold, I'll breathe you in
I'll break you down slow
'Cause I have tracked you down
I have tracked you down