Lyrics:

All the locks are broken
Everything's been stolen
Hold on, Slow John
All she left you was a slogan

Now your heart is breaking
Lonesome and forsaken
Hold on, Slow John
There's always a chance for the taking
Hey now, two is a crowd
Plus that's what you get for dogging around

Nothing I can say to you
Will return her grace to you
Nothing I can do for you now

Remember when you couldn't wait
To get out of the starting gate
Well, that all seems like history now

Trucks along the highway
No one's going your way
Inside a crippled car, celibate stars
You wonder if anyone's noticed you're gone
So hold on, Slow John
There's no getting used to the taste of a gun

Looking for the silver lining
Where's the fucking happy ending?
Words reverberate and then decay

There's no need to say you're sorry
'Cause you know that she ain't sorry
She just shut the door and walked away

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
All the locks are broken