Rube
- March 06, 2012
- Cest-La-Vie
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You laugh while you choke
On your coffee and smoke
And it's time to tell you the tale
Of the time that I broke myself
Bleeding alone
In the street that I knew too well
All our accidents pay off
In some destined way
I'm ready to cash it all in
'Cause this bony clutz
Lined with cigarette butts
Has found home drinking cheap wine and gin
They say Mary never
Gave birth in December
Some lies will forever be told
Some say I wasn't
A proper husband
Some say that I got too old
Looking at you
And your eyes filled with dew
I think they might've been right
No man should lead
His girl to believe
That everything's going alright
*This started out as wanting to be a song about an easy love. It ended up being about suicide. Funny how that works out.