Classic love story true to his western tx roots. One of my favorites as a story, but I think there are alot of songs that are amazing not even listed on this site. I guess I should figure out how to add them, because I have about 8 REK cd's.
I made you
My best friend
And I gave you reason to believe
You were emotionally sated
And socially complete
When I grew up you grew lonely
Now I can't be what you need
I'm nothing if I'm nothing but a yes man
I try my best
I guess my best is not enough
And now I'm getting used
To getting used by you
So much so that I'm starting to feel right at home
On the whipping post
You're in my bones and you're in my teeth
Imperfect form from imperfect seeds
And in the end I know that I can never let go
Cause pound for pound I know you'd let me
Now you made me
With no clue as how to raise me
To be a stand-up man
You brought me into the shitshow
Without a penny or a plan
Now I'm a failure
Cursed with male genitalia
A parasitic fuck
With no clue as to what men do
Impossible to love
You're in my bones and you're in my teeth
Imperfect form from imperfect seeds
And in the end I know that I can never let go
Cause pound for pound I know you'd let go of you and me
I'm nothing if I'm nothing but a yes man
I try my best
I guess my best is not enough
And now I'm getting used
To getting used by you
So much so that I'm starting to feel right at home
My best friend
And I gave you reason to believe
You were emotionally sated
And socially complete
When I grew up you grew lonely
Now I can't be what you need
I'm nothing if I'm nothing but a yes man
I try my best
I guess my best is not enough
And now I'm getting used
To getting used by you
So much so that I'm starting to feel right at home
On the whipping post
You're in my bones and you're in my teeth
Imperfect form from imperfect seeds
And in the end I know that I can never let go
Cause pound for pound I know you'd let me
Now you made me
With no clue as how to raise me
To be a stand-up man
You brought me into the shitshow
Without a penny or a plan
Now I'm a failure
Cursed with male genitalia
A parasitic fuck
With no clue as to what men do
Impossible to love
You're in my bones and you're in my teeth
Imperfect form from imperfect seeds
And in the end I know that I can never let go
Cause pound for pound I know you'd let go of you and me
I'm nothing if I'm nothing but a yes man
I try my best
I guess my best is not enough
And now I'm getting used
To getting used by you
So much so that I'm starting to feel right at home
Lyrics submitted by mercmcguirk
Pique Lyrics as written by Justin Andrew Harris Daniel Frederic Seim
Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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i made you my best friend and i gave you reason to believe you were emotionally sated and socially complete
when i grew up you grew lonely now i can't be what you need
i'm nothing if i'm nothing but a yes man i try my best i guess my best is not enough
and now i'm getting used to getting used by you so much so that i'm starting to feel right at home on the whipping post
you're in my bones and you're in my teeth imperfect form from imperfect seeds and in the end i know that i can never let go cause pound for pound i know you'd let me
now you made me with no clue as how to raise me to be a stand-up man you brought me into the shitshow without a penny or a plan
now i'm a failure cursed with male genitalia a parasitic fuck with no clue as to amend you impossible to love
you're in my bones and you're in my teeth imperfect form from imperfect seeds and in the end i know that i can never let go cause pound for pound i know you'd let me
i'm nothing if i'm nothing but a yes man i try my best i guess my best is not enough and now i'm getting used to getting used by you so much so that i'm starting to feel right at home...