With a heart like a womb
And a mouth like a can
White shirt tied in a loop
Diet Pepsi in her hand
Pulling on a cigarette
With her dog in her lap
The one she shares with her ex
Don’t know how she handles that
But it’s all she knows
Yeah
And the weather turns to grease
When her friends, they aren’t around
As the ash hangs in the trees
That line the streets of her town
She’s all out of Lexapro
With a head full of scotch
But she swears she won’t go insane
At least not on my watch
But it’s all she knows
Yeah, that’s all she knows
She lies awake in the sun
And I’m afraid of the way this feels
Pulling rain from the mud
It’s a pain, it’s a rush
When you’re hopelessly in love
With a small-town Joan of Arc
Chasing crumbs
It’s a shame that her mom
Doesn’t know that she raised a small-town Joan of Arc
My small-town Joan of Arc
I’m a pool boy with a rake
She’s an empress on her throne
Bowls me over with that face
The way she smiles when I get home
I’m an apple, she can chew me
It’s a miracle she’d choose me
And of all the pretty things I’ve got
She ain’t one that I’m losing
I’m awake and she’s not
And I’m afraid of the way this feels
Pulling rain from the mud
It’s a pain, it’s a rush
When you’re hopelessly in love
With a small-town Joan of Arc
Chasing crumbs
It’s a shame that her mom
Doesn’t know that she raised a small-town Joan of Arc
My small-town Joan of Arc
My small-town Joan of Arc
My small-town Joan of Arc
My small-town girl