Day: June 3, 2025

(Four three two) I need calling you right about now Tell you stories of a pretty fine gal Remind you of the things that your boy's into How he looks and he acts and he talks like you This world's not meant for showin' mercy I got pictures of us that hurt me Cause I'm...

I'm condemned, I'm condemned Oh, my heart is on the mend Nobody gives a damn about me You can tell me that you love me 'til your little lungs turn blue But I'm always alone when I fall asleep And the girls that walk downtown are like some stars that fell to earth They like...

Well, the curves down your back Remind me of those railroad tracks That we jump and not look back In our youth And the brown in your eyes Reminds me of those morning skies Where the sun would try to hide Behind the roof The way those rivers flow in July Keeps the lakes from...

I miss the time you loved me when you actually did When I was just a wild haired messed up kid You told me that I smell like Pabst and spirits You'd give anything at all to be anywhere near it You grow so fond of things meant to be free What if letting go...

I heard you like to go out late at night Dance around the amber of the southern lights Knew you were home by the creak in the floor Your foot silhouette under a bedroom door Driving me home at 7 AM Hand in mine like a heaven sent hymn Moving and shaking like the ramblers...

I was smiling like a boy that just stole shit When you told me you'd hold it My late mama's ring And I'd sneak away at the end of each day To write sonnets for you I could sing It was cold in October When you rolled yourself over To pull on my shoulder to...

You can't lie to yourself After loving something true And I've never loved a soul Quite the way that I loved you You told me you despise Everything that I've become How we always turn into Everything we're running from And I miss the way you followed When you jaywalked in the street How you...

Lord, let me tell you about a place where we all used to go Turn down towards Goose Island, keep your eyelids on the road 'Cause there's boys in the hills and they're getting lost tonight And the girls in their cars are all gettin' high I use to hang around a rowdy crowd out...

I like the way your face looks When you're smiling like a vandal Waking up warm with you in a room That's too cold for us to handle And in this shack I'm living in You don't mind sleeping in Eating food leftover from last night There's plenty of boys that want you, babe But...

Well, I wanna send a post card From the edge of a place I've never been And I wanna make love hard Under the stars in the back of a beat up ol' K-10 And I wanna love a girl who Doesn't worry about the pictures when we kiss Wake up one day and not...