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brandi carlile – broken horses lyrics

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[verse 1]
i wear my father’s leather on the inside of my skin
i’m a tried and weathered woman, but i won’t be tried again
don’t think that you can come for me without your sunday best
you had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
before i do
oh, and i will do

[verse 2]
i’ve worn the jester’s bells and i have vanished with the fools
i have worshiped at the altar of the puppet master’s rule
i have hеld my tongue too many scenes bеfore the final act
with my children in the cheap seats and a zipper on my back
thanks to you
no thanks to you

[chorus]
tethered in wide open sp+ces
in fields that lead for miles
right into the barrel of a gun
mendin’ up your fences with my
horses runnin’ wild
only broken horses know to run

[verse 3]
i have ever so politely treaded softly for your praise
i have whispered through the tears and pleaded sweetly to your face
it is time to spit you out like lukewarm water from my mouth
i will always taste the apathy, but i won’t pass it down
enough with you
you, you
[chorus]
tethered in wide open sp+ces
in fields that lead for miles
right into the barrel of a gun
mendin’ up your fences with my
horses runnin’ wild
only broken horses know to run

[verse 1]
i wear my father’s leather on the inside of my skin
i’m a tried and weathered woman, but i won’t be tried again
don’t think that you can come for me without your sunday best
you had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
before i do
oh, and i will do

[chorus]
tethered in wide open sp+ces
in fields that lead for miles
right into the barrel of a gun
mendin’ up your fences with my
horses runnin’ wild
only broken horses know to run



- brandi carlile lyrics

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