Walnut picture frame 
Of a grinning kid's head
Everyone's getting along 
I guess something has to wrong
With him instead

Fight me, delight me
TV dinner at six every night
Down the avenue
Just some small town news
On a cold day at hell's county line.

Gun metal car pulling up
Windows down, he's passing slow
Drawing a beaten up smile 
In the dust
Does he look 
Just like someone you know?

Malign me paper pine tree
In the glass of your unblinking eye
Moon rise and it's soon time
To be found 
Down at hell's county line

Hell's County Line

Hell's County Line Demo

Don't worry me, man,
'Cus that ain't my style 
I've been more or less gone
Since I was a child,
Got a bullet in my back
And a blank in my gun.

I'm Mr Sideline, Mr Sideline

They're building a case
To put me away
I'm too dark to be seen
And I'm too dumb to say
But she saw me coming
And hanging around 
I'm waiting on the step
With some three dollar flowers

I'm Mr Sideline, Mr Sideline

A casual stroll 
Out on endless parole
In the dirt in my lot 
That got bought up and sold
Can't you see for yourself
That I'm always fine
Going down easy
Like sweet alkaline

I'm Mr Sideline, Mr Sideline

Mr Sideline

Floats like a lead balloon
Blocking the living room
Shrugging his shoulders
Grinning away

Hear her screaming at ten past two
Hard to say just who found who
Swears on her kids
But lies everyday

Feel you're not there even though
Somebody's staring at you
Always got something clever to say
Wearing the big man's shoes

You thought nobody knew

Keeps your ego fed
Just to use what's in your head
With a hang dog look 
That says I want you to stay

Block print capitals 
On tiny white round sleeping pills
Get over the problems
That keep you awake

You switch off 'cus you don't care
Even though someobdy cares about you
Familiar voice hisses in you ear
Telling you what to do

You thought nobody knew

Nobody Knew

You give everything
And you're guaranteed
Nothing in return

Born only to talk to her
During commercials 
And fill up the space in her heart

Nobody asked me 
So nothing to say
Got my rent but I'm drinking a lot

Wish you were here 
So I wouldn't disappear
But you always fire the fatal parting shot

I'll do it myself 
So I'm not the shelf
Like a book that someone forgot

Love you or leave you
I always believed you
I guess that's why I got what I got
I guess that's why I got what I got

Longslade Green