Lone Star State Of Mine

The more I hurt,
The less I feel, 

The more I know, 

The less I rest in this...
Lone star state of mine.

The more I hurt,
The less I feel, 

The more I know, 

The less I rest in this...

Lone star state of mine.

Say it straight,
Don't bend my ear, 

When I'm walking lost in an evening air, 

You two-step into my idle home, 

And tearing my song all up with minor chords now.

The more I solve,
The less I work, 

That can't be good for some boy out of love, 

Out of touch, out of lust, out of soul, 

n'Out of song.

Rest in peace dear river phoenix