Black Hearted Ways - Tim Easton

You took the news like a good zombie should

The old man’s blues fell on you with a shiver

It was far too late to react in any other way

You knew you were getting let go just not today

They found you outdoors, running with the unfortunates

Now they’re sending you back to your black hearted ways

I understand you had to seize it

The young one chooses to bleed it like a river

The sun was up and gone by the time you killed desire

It was time to trade the land for steady water

They found you outdoors, running with the unfortunates

Now they’re sending you back to your black hearted ways

I can’t remember whose fault it really was

But you found comfort when I said it was mine

I suppose you made that bed on the day that you decided

They’d find you outdoors, running with the unfortunates

Now they’re sending you back to your black hearted ways

They found you outdoors, running with the unfortunates

Now they’re sending you back to your black hearted ways

They’re sending you back to your black hearted ways

Sending you back to your black hearted ways