Mistress Of The Stone Lyrics

My thoughts are dirty when there's no one in the room,
If you were a lonely traveler like me you'd be the same way too,
I could have gone out dancin' at the fancy opera house,
Instead I ordered room service,
I bought a ticket home, drunk dialed my brother, and ignored every message from you.
You say my desires are outlandish,
That I'm weak minded and half-true,
It's just when you think you got a hold of it all,
It all gets a hold of you.

But when I'm back in town,
You won't see me hanging around,
Cause I was who I was and I am who I am now.

I heard you ran off with Penny Lane,
Your Irish mistress of the stone,
She calms your sailor mouth and keeps you sane, Makes your garden grow.
When I'm back I'll hear the useless talk,
A piece of news on everyone;
Those that are fixed, and those now that are lost,
Those forever no one.

But when I'm back in town,
You won't see me hanging around,
Cause I was who I was and I am who I am now.

When this highway ends I guess I'll write you back,
We'll catch up and paint the town.
When this highway ends, I'll guess I'll empty my sack and meet you on your side of town.