When will you understand?

These scars don't ever go away

Under this bed of sand

You carve the words inside my brain

Every night I'm packed up tight now dry me out

Hung up high now air it out

But when I feel like I'm in doubt

My momma taught me what to say

Pass the salt Across the room

Let me fill this empty wound

Pass the salt Across the room

I've got nothing left to prove

Pass the salt Across the room

Let me fill this empty wound

Pass the salt Across the room

I've got nothing, nothing left to prove

I've got nothing, nothing left to prove

When will you understand?

These marks were never meant to fade

Under the iron brand

You burn the words inside my veins

Every night you break me down and mix me up

Spice it right now fry it up

But when I feel like giving up

This is my only prayer

Pass the salt Across the room

Let me fill this empty wound

Pass the salt Across the room

I've got nothing left to prove

Pass the salt Across the room

Let me fill this empty wound

Pass the salt Across the room

I've got nothing, nothing left to prove

I've got nothing, nothing left to prove

Pass the salt Across the room

Let me fill this empty wound

Pass the salt Across the room

I've got nothing left to prove

Pass the salt Across the room

Let me fill this empty wound

Pass the salt Across the room

I've got nothing, nothing left to prov