Winter

Pick me up by the winter

I ain't got nothing left for you

And I sure don't taste much but bitter

But, I ain't got nothing left for you

Oh, sweet mundane

Just carries on

Real life, oh, makes me feel like I'm over

Feels, oh, make me feel weaker

Makes me feel like I can't do it on my own

But I've been away, I've made it again

Oh, I've been away, I'm riding the same

Just carrying on

I use my reasonable doubt well

I ain't stuck to your love no more

I think I might as well feel better

Since it's taken me this long

Pick 'em up and feed 'em well

I don't want to keep you, so

You can go, I won't tell

Got what it takes to please you

Since you want to leave this world

You'll have to find out on your own

But I'll still pick 'em up and wish 'em well

We'll no longer keep you, so

You can go but give 'em hell

You're the only one who can free you

They’ll still go on to be my girls

You'll wish you hadn't of gone

They will always be my girls

So pick me by the winter

Don't tell me 'bout the winter

I made it through the winter

Some days I can't help wondering how