Left on the vine

Verse 1)

There's a cold wind howling through a cracked front door

And my boots don't shine like they did before

Spent five long years on a dead-end track

Giving everything I had, now I can't get it back

I traded my youth for a pocket of dust

And a heart that's starting to rust

Chorus

So go on and take the keys to the truck

Take the last piece of my run-out luck

Leave me the scraps and the dirt on the floor

'Cause I can't feel the pain of it anymore

You dug a deep hole where my soul used to be

Look at what's standing...

There ain't much left of me

Verse 2

There's a ghost in the kitchen where you used to pour tea

Now it's just cheap whiskey keeping company with me

I hollowed myself out to keep you warm

Stood like an old oak in the middle of your storm

But the branches are broken, the roots are all dry

Too tired to fight, too numb to cry

Chorus

So go on and take the keys to the truck

Take the last piece of my run-out luck

Leave me the scraps and the dirt on the floor

'Cause I can't feel the pain of it anymore

You dug a deep hole where my soul used to be

Look at what's standing...

There ain't much left of me

Bridge

They say a man reaps exactly what he sows

But I'm standing in a field where nothing grows

Just a scarecrow watching the crows fly away

With nothing left to say

(Guitar Solo)

Chorus

So go on and take the keys to the truck

Take the last piece of my run-out luck

Leave me the scraps and the dirt on the floor

'Cause I can't feel the pain of it anymore

You dug a deep hole where my soul used to be

Look at what's standing...

There ain't much left of me

Outro

No, there ain't much left...

Just smoke in the air and a shadow on the wall.

Yeah, you took it all.

Ain't much left of me.