Mr. Henry and the muscle mannGave her shoes on a night there was no room to standnLike a letter in a stolen pursenShe was bored of her weight, she was bored of her wordsnThe daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest nIs a cold, cold place in the arms of a thiefnAnd reaching out to touch the steering wheel nShe said, Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, all right?nAye, all rightnnMr. Henry and another guy gave her gold nOn a night that it fell from the skynAnd like a body when the buzzard camenShe was bored of her luck, she was bored of her namenThe daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest nI's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thiefnAnd dabbing at the arrow in her heelnShe said, Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, all right?nAye, all rightnnMr. Henry was a dying man with advicenIn tongue that she didn't understandnLike the water when the sea got roughnShe was bored with the breeze, she was bored of her lucknThe winner and the loser told the fallen priest nIt's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thiefnAnd holding everything he made her steal nShe said, Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, all right?nAye, all right