Words

I gotta gold dust heart
And you ain’t never getting in
I gotta gold dust heart
And you ain’t never gonna win
I gotta gold dust heart
Just you you know the mess you’re in
You know the mess we’re in

I built an altar of shells and sand
Behind every door was the devil’s hand
The broken promise of a better man
She had to break my heart to make me understand

CHORUS

I built an altar of paper and tin
Solving every riddle just to be confused again
Another doorway that sadness crept in
I had to break my heart to make it new again

CHORUS 2x

• 1. Can't Cry Enough