Crackerjack Heart

It's the way you always did those little things

That set me up and tore me down

When you raised hell in the Burger King

'cause they stopped making those

Cardboard crowns

It's the way you look in these photographs

I can't bring myself to throw away

You're still a rush of color on the tilt-o-whirl

It's just the background that's turning gray

Something i needed in that shot

Something i need

Girl i miss your crackerjack heart

And the fake tattoos that say 'Forever Yours'

I could tear this town apart

Looking for a toy, but that's not the point

When all i'm after is a simple surprise

It's the way you taste like a storm

Rolling in across the bed

The way you answer me with those eyes

Speaking volumes about things unsaid

The way your dumbest joke finds a laugh

That's been welling in my darkest place

Ever since i was an atom or a star

Smiling like i had a face

Just waiting for that stupid joke

Waiting for you

The way you walk out of a room

And leave me wonderin' what i'm doing there

In the same way just one Northern-bound train

Turned this whole damn town into nowhere

I'm a bit shy of lonesome

Far cry from you