SALTINE CRACKER GIRL

My first love was a carpenter
He built me a house
Out of bottles and smoke
The day I set to leave his side
I thought for sure I'd die alone

He reminded me of Jesus Christ
The calmness in his martyrdom
The endless empty of his cup
The smell of cedar in his clothes

I hope he'll find a saltine cracker girl
To get him good and clean
I hope he'll find it in his bleeding heart
To never think of me

His brother was an army man
Paranoia in his eye
He's probably seen a million things
That make him wish he could just die

He reminded me of Jesus Christ
Carrying a heavy load
His trigger finger pops a can
Of beer to forget what he knows

His is the only face
That I have ever swung at while I screamed
I hope he'll find it in his broken heart
To never think of me

I hope he'll find a saltine cracker girl
To get him good and clean
I hope he'll find it in his bleeding heart
To never think of me