i don’t know darlin,
who’s name you’re callin’,
but don’t you mistake him for me
you’re falling apart,
but don’t let your heart
break for nobody but me.
don’t call me daddy cause it goes to my head
those words cause a burning in my soul
i guess that’s why i’m not so hard to hold
and my words mama, i can’t stand it - you’re my ice cream & i’m your candy
and i’ve been grieving since i left old carolina
the bars on my window didn’t keep me safe at night
now i’ve chased your love cause i thought it might feel woolen
like a dram on a damn, cold winters night
Can we support the individual? Without supporting the whole damn complex?
It’s either shooting guns, or heroin; at least one of em pays for college!
ah, shit.
i met a nice girl and she said i was her baby
she let me go and would never tell me why
i learned what it means to be somebody’s baby
they let you lie in your bed by yourself and cry
i’ll drink alcohol, til my friends come home for christmas
and i’ll ~ dream each night of some version of you that i might not have; but i, did not lose
now you’re tire tracks & one pair of shoes
and i’m split in half; but that’ll have to do