Memphis, warm and gray, where you were borrowed and betrayed. Dead when I walked through that door. Why's there blood on the walls and the floor? Oh, I will never forget that his grave is a broken staircase. Leave your arms, oh, to your sides. I'll keep the sun out of your eyes. Won't this heart ever grow strong? Are you here or are you gone? There were no demons or saints to join the violence I did lay. Oh, Memphis on a crooked night, oh, I fucked him- I fucked him up right. Leave your arms, oh, to your sides. I'll keep the sun out of your eyes. Won't this heart ever grow strong? Are you here or are you gone?