Deer Tick

Twenty Miles

Raindrops like bullets on my fragile skin

Insecurities I've had are creeping within

Now I'm twenty miles outside of the place that you live

And I need one more chance now that time's running thin

Well you are the things that'd make up my dreams

When I've spent every dime that jingled my jeans

I deserve every stone that's thrown out at me

I'll think of your smile, I'm in love with your teeth

I'm losing when I am not playing no games

Now would you take me back when I've gambled my pay

And I've got no directions without her little fingers

Barbed wire, razor wire, nothing keeps me from her

And if I had no boots I'd trek through the mud

While mosquitoes are racing to draw the first blood

If you're running away then I'm looking for you