No Exit Wound
Phil Lee – Grim Reminder Music BMI
Hey look at that fellow sitting all alone
Something gives, somebody’s gone
His heart is hidden well up his sleeve
It only hurts every time he breathes
No exit wound, no scars to see
No blood spatters there, where some ought to be
He looks alright, seems just fine
But buddy, that guy’s dying
I don’t know his name but I know the type
I sing him songs about every night
Words he’d say if he were me
With a broken hearted melody
No exit wound, nothing clear
Not the slightest trace of a dried up tear
To tell this tale, his tale of woe
There’s no need to, we know
No busted head, just a busted dream
Loud music drowning out his silent scream
He won’t go where they keep the dead
He comes here instead
No exit wound, no bones to set
No stitches, unh un babe, no chalk line yet
He’s right there, alive but well?
Clearly, that guy’s in Hell
