ARMS OF A THIEF


Mr. Henry and the muscle man
Gave her shoes on a night there with no room to stand
And like a letter in a stolen purse
She was bored of her weight,
She was bored of her words
The daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest,
"It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And reaching out to touch the steering wheel
She said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, alright?"

Mr. Henry and another guy
Gave her gold on a night that it fell from the sky
And like a body when the buzzard came
She was bored of her luck,
She was bored of her name
The daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest,
"It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And tapping at the arrow in her heel
She said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, alright?"

Mr. Heny was a dying man
With advice in a tongue that she didn't understand
And like the water when the sea got rough
She was bored of the breeze,
She was bored of her love
The winner and the loser told the fallen priest,
"It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And holding everything he made her steal
She said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, alright?"