Killjoy

Touch down in Suffolk County

Joy was an anxious flyer

Bout twenty years before her mama even thought to retire

And she never suffered

Always had a good roof to live under

But she forgot she had it made

She cursed each freckle on her face

And let a good thing go to waste

I didn't mean to kill joy

She never got to make it

I didn't mean to kill joy

But she just got a little taste of freedom

I didn't mean to kill joy

Now she's playing songs at the local bar

Begging for pennies in her mason jar

To see a better day

And she's too damn for what they pay her

She's got blood stains her beat up taylor

But she blew them all away

I can't give an honest review

Theres not one thing I know how to do

But I know there's power

In twenty two

I didn't mean to kill joy

She never got to make it

I didn't mean to kill joy

But she just got a little taste of freedom

I didn't mean to kill joy

I've never been this far before

I'll never be this far behind again

I've never been this far before

I'll never be this far behind again

I didn't mean to kill joy

She never got the make it

I didn't mean to kill joy

But sometimes I still see her in the mirror

I didn't mean to kill joy

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