Rube

  • 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.

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