Arms Of A Thief Songtext / Lyric

Mr. Henry and the muscle man

Yeah, with shoes on a night, there was no road to stand

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

That'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?



Alright, 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 look, she was bored of her name






The daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest

That's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief

And tapping at the air with her heel

She said leave me alone but just don't leave me here, alright?



Alright, alright



Mr. Henry was a dying man

With a vice and a tongue that she didn't understand

Like the water when the sea got rough

She was bored with the breeze, she was bored of her luck



The winner and the loser told the fallen priest

That'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?



Alright, alright