Comb in Your Hair

Foot steps are on the stair

3 a.m. with a comb in your hair

Where you looking to rest the dead

Come inside, lets pull out a bed

And your eyes fell back in your hair

And you left out something I said

And your eyes fell back in your head

To a place inside the light just couldn't get

Living high, high on your own

New patches on your blue car

One said, "Live free or die"

It was the last time you stopped by

And your eyes fell back in your hair

And you left out something I said

And your eyes fell back in your head

To a place inside the light just couldn't get

Where the light just couldn't get

Where the light just couldn't get