Neighbors heard mama yell when dad took off the belt, “The good Lord will walk with me through the valley” “Ah now, look what you've done, now you get another one” Momma got two for begging heaven
For all my promises of running away and easier days Shouldn't I have ended somewhere better than this? Old habits die hard, dreams die young And nothing changes but my face
So I drink ‘til I'm pretty far down ‘Til the stars in the sky ain't nothing to the feel of my thighs Against that saddle on the bottle
Every day of 20-whatever feels like it's pointing me backwards Shoving me back in the box of where I came I can't breathe and I can't float Got nothing that tastes of hope And I can fault a tree just for its shade
There's other towns, and cheap hair dyes First impressions before they're wise to the dark pit you pray would disappear Ah but wishing is what wishing does, this shit is what it always was And the dollar store always needs cashiersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
