Tear Choked Eye - Chris Trapper

It hasn't rained here for two months straight 
There's brush fires all around 
One hundred degrees and I was out too late 
Loitering downtown 

I must admit that I was a whiskey drunk 
And burnt from the southwest sun 
Bitter and broken and all out of luck 
But when all hope is gone 

That's when I need to see my love 
When all the wells are dry 
But all I taste when I leave my love 
Is the salt from a tear choked eye 

There's no police on these mean mean streets 
They've given up for years 
There's built up tenements by a bone dry creek 
Nothing grows down here 

That's where I need to see my love 
When all the wells are dry 
But all I taste when I leave my love 
Is the salt from a tear choked eye 

But nobody's buying back a broken heart 
There's no pearl in an empty shell 
We're two desperate shadows sinking in the dark 
Of a one last chance motel 

That's where I need to meet my love 
When all the wells are dry 
But all I taste when I leave my love 
Is the salt from a tear choked eye