Lyrics

I'm gonna paint this house from the inside out I can't think of a better day No base coat or primer, she's a one-timer It's my mark and it's gonna stay If the landlord hates he can just repaint it Wash my intentions away But I'll paint this house from the inside out Ain't no better time than today Oh I might not be alright No I might not be alright Said I might, not be alright No I might not be alright I'm gonna scrub the floor from the door to door Make it shine till I see my mug All these fumes I'm breathin' go me seein' Just how far into the grave I am dug I just won't be soiled my best plans unfoiled I've got a mop and a sponge and a broom All the progress I make, its just one big mistake Cause there's dust pilin' in the other room Oh I might not be alright No I might not be alright Said I might, not be alright No I might not be alright You can't call this work it just makes me hurt And that ain't a livin' wage For thirty-nine hours, you scream and scour And my contracts just an empty page You won't insure me for all my loyalty I've learned not to ask for relief My girl's got the flu and what can I do Cause the doctor can't get paid on my grief And she might not be alright No she might not be alright Said she might, not be alright No she might not be alright Don't cha put me to bed for the thoughts in my head I ain't a youngin, I'm well past my youth As I babble and spit if you sift through it You may find yourself a grain of the truth Don't cha try to shush me don't you dare unhook me Till I've blathered through my philosophy If you're a sweet potato or an alligator Well, you might just alright with me But I might not be alright No I might not be alright Said I might, not be alright No I might not be alright
Writer(s): Nathaniel Pickering Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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