Back of the Lot

Crook in my chest And broken backs Lying around plotting their plan of attack She used to lay here Years ago Where she's gone they'll never know Where she's gone they'll never know Out in the Pine trees Back of the lot A child's grave that they forgot A child's grave that they forgot The guilt came crashing Down that door Two for the noose And a note on the floor Two for the noose And a note on the floor Two for the noose And a note on the floor