Salt
Jenny Owen Youngs, Christian Lee Hutson
I gotta be honest, we have a problem
Got a call from the bar in Clarion
You left your wallet, career alcoholic
Say every day is your last day on the job
Anybody anybody worth their salt
Knows the arrow hurts worse when you pull it back out
Get me out of the midwest
We put your mom into hospice
Let me know when you’re ready to go
I’m gonna do what I do best
And try to forget this mess
Doesn’t make any real sense I know
Anybody anybody worth their salt
Knows the arrow hurts worse when you pull it back out
If I could make enough money
I’d move out to the country
Where no one can bother me
I think it just hit me
I don’t want you to come with me
And all I can say is we’ll see
Anybody anybody worth their salt
Knows the arrow hurts worse when you pull it back out