There's a hole in my pocket where my dreams fell through,
From a sidewalk in the city to the avenue
There's a leak in my dam 'bout the size of a pin,
And I can't quite remember where the water's getting in
But when you're wearing on your sleeve,
All the things you regret,
You can only remember what you want to forget
You feel it tugging at your heart,
'Til you rest your bones on the killing bed
With the weight of the world resting on my back,
And the road on which I've traveled is as long as it is cracked
But I keep pressing forward with my feet to the ground,
For a heart that is broken makes a beautiful sound
But when you're wearing on your sleeve,
All the things you regret,
You can only remember what you want to forget
I walk through my days like a ghost in a dream,
But the field carries on and my past follows me
It's hard moving on from the things you done wrong,
When they play in your head like an old fashioned song
But when you're wearing on your sleeve,
All the things you regret,
You can only remember what you want to forget
Let the ground keep my bones
Let the dust hold my soul,
Like a holy rolling stone