Blacktop - Julien Baker

Written by：Julien Baker

You think that there's a way

Could ever get too far

You'd ask me where I've been

Like I ask you where you are

I know you're in the pew

This ain't the stools around the bar

And I know I saw your hand

When I went out and wrapped my car

Street lamp around the street lamp

So I wrote you love letters

And sung them in my house

All around the silence

The broken strings and amplifiers

Scream with holy noise

I hope to draw you out

If no one sings along

And prays we used to prow

When I opened my mouth

Oh come visit me

Come visit me

In the back of an ambulance

The saline communion

That I held like you say

In my arms on the blacktop

The devil in my arms

Said feed me to the wolves tonight

And come visit me

In the back of an ambulance

The saline communion

That I held like you say