Cracks In A Photograph

	Cracks In A Photograph
Author:	Ryan Adams
Official Appearance:	N/A
Unofficial Appearance:	The Suicide Handbook -- Ryan Adams
Played Live:
Lyrics:	If I could tell you something, I would tell you it all
	But I don't know anything anymore
	I let the dirt and the rain and the cold come in
	They were outside just poundin' on the door


	Ladies in the corner want to borrow your smokes
	As if returning 'em would do any good
	Procrastinating what I know I'm just gonna do
	That for everyone eventually comes


	I know I got a long way to go
	I'm hanging on the side of a road
	I see the words but I don't know
	I'm slipping through the cracks
	I'm slipping through the cracks . . . the cracks in a photograph


	I got a letter in my pocket and a pain in my tooth
	And there's money in the bank up the street
	I got a jacket that would fit you
	And a couple of old guitars that I'd like for you to keep


	If you run into my sister tell her "Elvis is cool
	but the Rolling Stones will sweep her away"
	And money's always worth it on a Monday night
	Cause on Friday she should get it for free


	I know I got a long way to go
	I'm hanging on the side of a road
	I see the words but I don't know
	I'm slipping through the cracks
	I'm slipping through the cracks . . .


	And everybody's dancing as the ship's going down
	Why is it taking so long [???]


	If I could tell you something, I would tell you it all
	But I don't know anything anymore
	I let the dirt and the rain and the cold come in
	And I don't know what for


	Ladies in the corner want to borrow your smokes
	As if returning 'em would do any good
	Procrastinating what I know I'm just gonna do
	And everybody knows it too


	I know I got a long way to go
	I'm hanging on the side of a road
	I see the words but I don't know
	I'm slipping through the cracks
	I'm slipping through the cracks . . . the cracks in a photograph

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