blood & wine

 

I fell off the train with a hole in my head

a dead folk musician and a dry bottle of red

there’s a drunk on the street singing nursery rhymes

he got the missiles but the man can hardly stand

he gonna let ‘em fly tonight

as a cocktail of blood and wine pours down my cheeks

 

My life is like an empty parking lot

its made to be fulfilled

but you just can’t find your spot

 

Much like a country counter shop

you take what you can get

but it’s never what you want

 

A country singer shouts to those who only like the disco

and the bartenders in the bathroom sniffing on snow white

while the dogs keep on barking at the nightclub door

they’re howling for forgiveness, they only want forgiveness

I hate the way these places never let you leave

'cause I wind up every night beside a guy who looks like Jesus Christ

 

My life is like an empty parking lot

its made to be fulfilled

but you just can’t find your spot

 

Much like a country counter shop

You take what you can get

but it’s never what you want

 

No one gave you all you all the things you ever wanted

your siblings always got their way, didn’t they?

no one gave a damn about your prestige college

while you were hoping that they would one day

 

My life is like an empty parking lot

its made to be fulfilled

but you just can’t find your spot

 

Much like a country counter shop

you take what you can get

but it’s never what you want