A Married Man and A Widowed Bitch
So many people walked out on me.
And I just don’t know why.
But now my heart is paralyzed.
And I won’t be at peace 'til I die.
The one’s who promised to stay.
Were the first to go.
And now I am forced to walk alone.
Without someones care for a hold.
Dismantled and tore up.
Cautious and fucked up.
Words to describe me.
I’m out of my damn luck.
Blood in my veins.
Soon to become alcohol.
Drenched in the pain.
Of fake friends, burdened thoughts.
With the million in the world.
I was the one left to sing.
That my baby was gone.
And no one was coming.
And if Bruno can find treasure.
And Taylor knew about the trouble.
How the hell did I end up left.
Finding troubled rubble with the struggle.
And mental break downs all ways seem to carry me.
And pros vs cons, never seemed to escape me.
Thought I was a pro at loving you.
But you conned me out of my needs.
And cheers to the beers of a coming new years.
Bring me what I expect a pocket full of tears.
And if St. Nick is swinging anywhere by here.
Can you drop off a pen and a card? Because my hate is rightfully sincere.
(2013)
Sorry for the profanity....but the realest words are the toughest words.
