395px

Tienda Departamental

Morgan Wade

Department Store

Used to smoke cigarettes and work at a department store
Say you don't know who that girl was anymore
Drivin' that car your parents bought
You were fifteen when you started drinkin' alcohol, mm
I know you as you are now
You don't do what you want, you let your own heart down
I wish I could take you, take you with me
Let you hit the open road instead of a one-way street

I know you, I know your soul
Your parents were gospel, they gave birth to rock and roll
I can feel you now, you're eatin' up my bones
I wish I could be the one to guide you home
I wish I could be the one to guide you home

There's two types of people, we hate 'em both
Listenin' to the Interstate love song while the highway's closed
I only get you in bits and pieces
Occasional afternoon wrapped up in my sheets, yeah

I know you, I know your soul
Your parents were gospel, they gave birth to rock and roll
I can feel you now, you're eatin' up my bones
I wish I could be the one to guide you home
I wish I could be the one to guide you home

I know you, I know your soul
Your parents were gospel, they gave birth to rock and roll
I can feel you now, you're eatin' up my bones
I wish I could be the one to guide you home
I wish I could be the one to guide you home

I wish I could be the one to guide you home
I wish I could be the one to guide you home

Tienda Departamental

Solía fumar cigarrillos y trabajar en una tienda departamental
Dices que ya no sabes quién era esa chica
Conduciendo ese auto que compraron tus papás
Tenías quince cuando empezaste a tomar alcohol, mm
Te conozco como eres ahora
No haces lo que quieres, dejas que tu propio corazón se hunda
Desearía poder llevarte, llevarte conmigo
Dejarte recorrer la carretera abierta en lugar de una calle de sentido único

Te conozco, conozco tu alma
Tus papás eran gospel, dieron vida al rock and roll
Puedo sentirte ahora, estás devorando mis huesos
Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa
Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa

Hay dos tipos de personas, a ambos los odiamos
Escuchando la canción de amor de la Interestatal mientras la carretera está cerrada
Solo te tengo en fragmentos y pedazos
Una tarde ocasional envuelto en mis sábanas, sí

Te conozco, conozco tu alma
Tus papás eran gospel, dieron vida al rock and roll
Puedo sentirte ahora, estás devorando mis huesos
Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa
Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa

Te conozco, conozco tu alma
Tus papás eran gospel, dieron vida al rock and roll
Puedo sentirte ahora, estás devorando mis huesos
Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa
Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa

Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa
Desearía poder ser quien te guíe a casa