STABBED IN THE HEART
© 1995 Mike Pratt/Jim White

Upon awakening I find myself lying in some woods,
and for the longest time I’ve sat here, just trying to remember
why I feel like I am floating, why blood is running down my shirt
then my memory returns to me as the pain comes flooding;
into my heart,
my baby she stabbed me in my heart.
left me here to die,
my baby she stabbed me in my heart
and I know why...

I hear the sound of distant footsteps, and I know that she is running
from that past which will pursue her until the day that she dies.
’Cause I know about her family, and their crimes upon her body...
so I guess it wasn’t me at all that she was trying to kill...
when she drove that knife
into my heart
my baby she stabbed me in my heart
left me here to die
my baby she stabbed me in my heart
really came as no surprise.

Over the hill there is a highway, now I hear a truck is stopping...
she’s flagged somebody down and asked ’em for a ride.
And I would try to follow her, but I don’t seem to be able
to lift this heavy body anymore, as the light fails, and the darkness falls
into my heart
my baby she stabbed me in my heart
left me here to die
my baby she stabbed me in my heart
so now I’ll just, I’ll just close my eyes
close my eyes as the darkness falls
into my heart
my baby she stabbed me in my heart
into my heart
I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling... .