What Were The Chances – Damien Jurado – letras

When I left you alone to fight your battlesOf long winters in motels, what went through your mind?How is it that you made it? How is it that you noticed?It wasn’t me who was looking at youThrough foggy glass or windows… it was themI was out in Coolidge with my head on a counterDrinking down my chances to ever return to anyoneNo I wasn’t faking it the hurt I felt was realAnd all that was holy just slowly disappearedOr just appeared in parking lots of truck stopsThe lights all blinking and now all I’m thinking is »How the hell did I get here? »Does your husband know I call you sweetheart?Does he know that I call you at all?It’s not like you’re cheating we’re only meetingIn hotels and not your home(It’s not like we’re cheatingWe’re only meeting in hotels and not your home)Would you change your last name to mine?(Would you change your last name to mine?)I think your kids will mindI was in the desert waving planes and burning phonebooksTo a tune that was famous the year I was bornDo not leave me dancing alone(Do not leave me dancing alone, pick up the phone and call me lover)Pick up the phoneAnd call me loverSay, « Come and get me, I am home »Please pick up the phonePlease pick up the phone