Preacher's Daughter

i write songs when I'm brokenhearted
it hasn't killed me yet
I made love to the devil's daughter
in her father's bed
and outside waits her jealous lover
with fire on his breath
and he forgot about a jealous summer
and everything I said
like how did you feel?
your heart's safer than mine
like how did you think?
your heart's safer than mine
i wrote a song when I was drunk on absinthe
and burned Florence in my head
it's all about this girl from texas
who made my heart beat again
she said “don't kiss me yet
cause i don't want to forget”
we walked home through the broken bottles
and fell asleep alone
and it was a new year as if that matters
with nothing to resolve
but new york was on alert
from the terrorist threat
and I spoke Italian as I kissed the pulse in her neck
and she spoke Italian as she pulled me down onto her bed
I made love to a preacher's daughter
cause what gets I can never get