Where Your Heartache Exists

My girl she's a good one,

she's always on my mind,

she is a rose and I am a stone,

she's always poking her head out

and striking a pose,

I'm always plucking her petals,

and some nights we fall out of love,

some nights I sleep in her arms,

some nights I sleep on the couch.

Well I spent that night in our past life,

wringing out the years from our shoes,

in the distance yo lived with my signature

penned on a treaty that kept our armies at rest,

but I was a pushy little one,

when you tried to find someone new,

I just kind of waited around for you,

because what else was I suppose to do?

I know where your heartache exists,

it's when you are alone and when you're around me.

I saw it in your face the day we parked your car

on the shoulder by the reservoir,

and in my mouth my words did hide

for fear of being recognized.