Arms of a Thief

Arms of a Thief - Iron/Wine

Mr Henry and the muscle man

Gave her shoes on a night there was 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 arm's of a thief '

And reaching out to touch the steering wheel she said

'Leave me alone but just don't leave me here alright

Alright

Mr Henry and another guy

Gave her gold on a night that it fell from the sky

And like her 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 arm's of a thief'

And dabbing at the arrow in her heel she said

'Leave me alone but just don't leave me here alright '

Alright

Alright

Mr Henry 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 world in the arm's of a thief'

And holding everything he made her steal she said

'Leave me alone but just don't leave me here alright '

Alright

Alright