ScLTINE CRcCKER GIRL

My first love was a carpenter He built me a house bottles and smoke The day I set to leave his side I thought for sure I'd die alone He reminded me of Jesus Christ The calmness in his martyrdom The endless empty of his cup The smell of cedar in his clothes I hope he'll find a saltine cracker girl To get him good and clean I hope he'll find it in his bleeding heart To never think of me His brother was an army man Paranoia in his eye He's probably seen a million things That make him wish he could just die He reminded me of Jesus Christ Carrying a heavy load His trigger finger pops a can Of beer to forget what he knows His is the only face That I have ever swung at while I screamed I hope he'll find it in his broken heart To never think of me I hope he'll find a saltine cracker girl To get him good and clean I hope he'll find it in his bleeding heart To never think of me