Collene

Hear me knocking on your window slow Don't turn around to go I hear your doubt I'll reply with the sins of our whole town Verse 2 Your hesitation's only natural In my younger days, I built a wall Hiding from the favored sons outside the union hall Don't you know they had it all Chorus 1 The Diltmores are dead All the Diltmores are dead My memory's a mess The millionaires are not impressed You and I will make up all the rest Verse 3 A stone creation never seemed so low Don't ask me why... I don't know Going down, you reply Your camera hit me right between my eyes. Verse 4 Your insecurity seems natural In my younger days, I knew it all Standing tall in the bathroom stall I had the non-believers where I want Always holding on Chorus 2 The Diltmores are dead All the Diltmores are dead My memory's a mess All the Diltmores are dead Interlude Eating alone, what's the conversation Everyone knows about what you said Sitting at home, what's the conversation Everyone knows why you're stuck in bed Verse 1 Hear me knocking on your window slow Don't turn around to go I hear your doubt I'll reply with the sins of our whole town