Could you tell by her nails she tried

To fight for her life that night?

What did you think you'd find

Buried there, in 1985?

Maybe you thought you'd save your soul?

But just like a murder

The years have made your heart grow cold.

Did her momma pray for her

That she'd find peace where she lay?

Did her dad find a bottle

Where he drank for her into an early grave?

Did you think you'd hear trumpets play

To call her home?

Who'd you think you'd bring closure to

Because you found her wasted bones?

Maybe you thought you'd save your soul?

Maybe you though you'd save your soul?

Oh no...

Maybe you thought you 'd save your goddamn soul?

But just like a murder

The years have made your heart grow cold.

Now she unrests in earth forever

And those who'd want for her are gone.

The man who put her there is in heaven.

He counts with angels back down to one.

He counts with angels back down to one.

Just like a murder, you've come undone.

Just like a murder, you've come undone.