"Wicker Chair" as written by Angelo T. Petraglia, Ivan Nathan Followill and Anthony Caleb Followill....
In your little white wicker chair
Unsuspicious nobody cares for you
You're so fucked up again
You laugh at nothin' in the pouring rain
Try to tell yourself you're not insane
You fool, I hate you sometimes
Hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place
It's drippin' off your face, and you're losin' your precious mind
Send me a postcard if you get that far
You got a couple pennies in your rusty jar
The truth you've been gone for awhile
It's hard lookin' at you when you look that way
With your one night stands and your sleep all days
Ooh you're such a slut sometimes
Hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place
It's drippin' off your face, and you're losin' your precious mind
You're losing your mind
Unsuspicious nobody cares for you
You're so fucked up again
You laugh at nothin' in the pouring rain
Try to tell yourself you're not insane
You fool, I hate you sometimes
Hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place
It's drippin' off your face, and you're losin' your precious mind
Send me a postcard if you get that far
You got a couple pennies in your rusty jar
The truth you've been gone for awhile
It's hard lookin' at you when you look that way
With your one night stands and your sleep all days
Ooh you're such a slut sometimes
Hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place
It's drippin' off your face, and you're losin' your precious mind
You're losing your mind
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oh yeah and the byron is pretty much right.
It's so sad...he hates her becuase he thinks she's crazy.
It's so heartfelt.
Haha, soppy me.
Stay cool
the line ''Send me a postcard if you get that far'' makes me feel sooo......oh the magic of fair music....