I blame this new tattoo on a hundred proof bottle of whiskey. And the scar on my cheek to an '84 Jeep and an oak tree. Blame the cussin' on my Daddy, good looks on my Mama.
Every morning I get up. Before that rooster crows. Heading straight to somewhere. I don't even wanna go. . Eggs and bacon in my belly. And a Folgers coffee buzz.
When your parents left for a week that month. You couldn't separate the two of us. Down on the edge of that lake. Where more than memories were made. .
For he has stolen all. All of the good that you had. All the things you loved and was sure of. And I have given less,. Oh, oh, than you deserve. For I should rebuild this broken heart.
I have seen lifted hands. and I have seen bodies fall. -- and Im waiting on you. Ive had bread and wine. and felt just as empty ohh. and im blaming you, im blaming you.
I wish you knew what I could do. If only it weren't so hard. Trust the stage and take over the podium. And catch this crowd off guard. . And in the silence, it wouldn't bother me.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,. Oh, Oh, Oh. . Lately I can think straight. All i do is concentrate. How you move your hips. And the way i flip on how your lips taste.
I squeeze the last bit of you. Out of a bottle of your old shampoo. It smells just like you. Now I do too. Rinse out my hair and wipe my eyes. As your soap rolls in between my toes.
I prayed to god from hell. Run like a midnight bell. Dancing naked in these streets. Thought I was Jesus Christ. As I dug out my eyes. And threw them past the prison gates.
Waking up. I wanna go back. But it's too late. I'm still awake. . I wanna love. I wanna be nice. But the weekend comes and the money and the drugs and the parasites.
She wrote her name with her heart. Inside his birthday card. Right beside the PS which read. Please don't think I'm devious. . It's not that obvious. In fact it's more of a mess.
All my junky friends are getting straight jobs. Trading in their hearts for second place. Everybody on this planet is lost. I feel like Bill Wilson broke my legs.
You bounce against my rectangular light. I fall asleep inside your spherical night. And dream about coming together again. As a fist comes from an open hand.
In the past I'm burning in the flame of hope. Trouble come and turn me into solid smoke. In your bar I drink until I can't stand up. Your drowning heart in the bottom of my cup.
I want you to be my friend. I want you to act nice. I want you to be my friend. I want you to act nice. . I want to live in the country. I want you to be my friend.
Well, the blind man, he stood on the way and cried. Blind man, he stood on the way and cried. Blind man stood on the way and cried,. Crying, "Oh, show me the way, show me the way,.
Ball and Chain. by. Janis Joplin. (Please take the accuracy of these lyrics with a grain of salt. Janis. is a pretty hard chic to understand.). Sitting down by my window.
Took a little love, walked thru a garden. Who can I see, in and around your hand. Looking to the top, as he feeds beside you. Humming bird, close to your hand..
I have seen the compass turning. Round and round my heart. The senses are yearning. For a possible change of heart. Is coming to you, coming to you. .
Made my escape just a few days ago. I don't wanna tell you how low you can go. Movin' on up get a job quickly. Somethin' hit me, don't know what it was.