Playing Through a Dip Related Injury

There's a big old clock

Standing above the door at Smolenski's funeral home

Your babe was a rolling stone

That came to a rest

And gathered no moss

Covered in soot

Bouncing across another bridge he burned

I'm glad that you're happy now in Connecticut

We talked the other night

And I could tell you'd had enough of it

But what I really wanted to say

Is that I

I love you for the way you leaned into the changes in your life

You are my hummingbird

If there's some truth to be known, it'll be known

In the end we tolerate each others lies

My nails keep growing

I get busy and I forget to cut them

I've got a dad's breath

From cheap beer and cigarettes

But what I really wanted to say

Is that I

I love you for the way you leaned into the changes in your life

You are mine

You are the beauty queen

Now lick your talons clean

You are the beauty queen

You left piss on the seat