Missoula
they took my cash took my library card
took the picture of you in the back yard
when your hair was short i took it hard
doubled from the fists & the feet
slumped in the street without a quarter to ring
tonight missoula turned its back on me
Missoula
levaram minha grana, levaram meu cartão da biblioteca
levaram a foto sua no quintal
quando seu cabelo era curto, eu senti muito
dobrados pelos socos e chutes
caído na rua sem um trocado pra pedir ajuda
hoje à noite Missoula me virou as costas
Composição: Owen Ashworth