Lyricist : Samuel Holden Jaffe/Gabe Goodman

Composer : Samuel Holden Jaffe/Gabe Goodman

With a heart like a womb

And a mouth like a can

White shirt tied in a loop

Diet Pepsi in her hand

Pulling on a cigarette

With her dog in her lap

The one she shares with her ex

Don't know how she handles that

But it's all she knows

Yeah

And the weather turns to grease

When her friends, they aren't around

As the ash hangs in the trees

That line the streets of her town

She's all out of Lexapro

With a head full of scotch

But she swears she won't go insane

At least not on my watch

But it's all she knows

Yeah, that's all she knows

She lies awake in the sun

And I'm afraid of the way this feels

Pulling rain from the mud

It's a pain, it's a rush

When you're hopelessly in love

With a small town Joan of Arc

Chasing crumbs

It's a shame that her mom

Doesn't know that she raised a

Small town Joan of Arc

My small town Joan of Arc

I'm a poolboy with a rake

She's an empress on her throne

Bowls me over with that face

The way she smiles when I get home

I'm an apple, she can chew me

It's a miracle she'd choose me

And of all the pretty things I've got

She ain't one that I'm losing

I'm awake and she's not

And I'm afraid of the way this feels

Pulling rain from the mud

It's a pain, it's a rush

When you're hopelessly in love

With a small town Joan of Arc

Chasing crumbs

It's a shame that her mom

Doesn't know that she raised a

Small town Joan of Arc

My small town Joan of Arc

My small town Joan of Arc

My small town Joan of Arc

My small town girl