Woman, When I've Raised Hell (Spotify Session)-Josh T. Pearson

Woman, When I've Raised Hell - Josh T. Pearson Woman when I've raised hell, you're gonna know it There won't be a shadow of doubt in your bright little mind No pictures left hangin' only lonely unpainted nails Ah Honey you'll connect those dots read the writin' on the walls Woman when I've raised hell, heaven knows you're gonna know it Don't make me rule this home with the back of my hand Just let me sit alone in this chair, my own make believe little throne Ah Honey and collect the thoughts that'll help me to stand Honestly, why can't you just let it be And let me quietly drink myself to sleep I said honestly, it's not what it appears to be But only memories that ain't got sh*t to do with you Woman when I've raised hell, you're gonna know it There won't be a shadow of doubt in your bright little mind No pictures left hangin' only lonely unpainted nails Ah Honey you'll connect those dots read the writtin' on the wall Woman when I've raised hell, there won't be a star left untouched in your sky When my lightening crashes across that night No shadows of doubt or of turnin' in that questioning' little mind Just a burnin' rekindled truth and one single agonizin' blinding white light 'Cause honestly, honey you are the Queen But you had better leave or I will be forced to be King So now quietly, without questions or screams Just gently leave it well enough alone Woman when I've raised hell, you of all people are gonna know it There'll be nothin' not nailed down left unturned in this home Then your old friend silence will creep back into this pettiest of all places He'll ask you again, "Which is better or for worse, livin' with me or livin' with all my ghosts?" Honestly, why can't you just let it be And let me quietly drink myself to sleep Honestly, it's not what it appears to be But only memories that ain't got sh*t to do with you Woman when I've raised hell, heaven knows you're gonna know it There won't be a shadow of doubt in your bright little mind No pictures left hangin' only lonely unpainted nails Ah Honey you'll connect those dots read the writin' on the walls