Blacktop

Do you think that there's a way
 I could ever get too far?
 That You'd ask me where I'd been
 Like I ask You where you are?
 But I know You're in the pews
 The same as stools around the bar
 And I know I saw Your hand
 When I went out and wrapped my car
 Streetlamp
 Around the streetlamp
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 So I wrote You love letters
 And sung them in my house
 And all around the South
 The broken strings and amplifiers scream with holy noise
 In hopes to draw You out
 But if no one sings along in praise
 Are You still proud when I open my mouth?
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 Come visit me, come visit me
 In the back of an ambulance
 A saline communion that I held like a séance on the blacktop
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 The devil in my arms says, "Feed me to the wolves tonight"
 And come visit me
 In the back of an ambulance
 And a saline communion that I held like a séance