
Date of issue: 28.05.2014
Song language: English
I Guess |
She screemed wild wisdom |
from a tortured bed: |
You’re a disgrace to mankind |
and better off dead |
I gave her some lovin', |
she made me crawl the floor |
I guess she just dont like me any more |
Well you know I was tryin — you know I’m the best |
You know feelings are free — I had to buy the rest |
She clawed all the beauty |
from both my eyes |
I saw through blinding blood |
the morning sun rise |
I showed her my love |
but she showed me the door |
I guess she just dont like me any more… |
Well you know I was tryin — you know I’m the best |
You know feelings are free — I had to buy the rest |
Yes the grass is greener |
on the other side |
I’m was rockin' the boat, |
but the water is wide |
I snapped my snake |
to a far distant shore |
I guess she just dont like me any more. |
Well you know I was tryin — you know I’m the best |
You know feelings are free — I had to buy the rest |
Is it a piece of pollen |
that tears my eye? |
I feel black as a raven |
but i fear to fly |
I gave her my love |
— she said no nevermore |
I guess she just don’t like me any more. |
Well you know I was tryin — you know I’m the best |
You know feelings are free — I had to buy the rest |
Now she’s gone, |
I bought some highway shoes |
She stole my head |
and I am livin' the blues |
I think of her often |
with my whiskey and whore |
I guess she just don’t like me any more… |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Little Baby Jesus | 2014 |
One Last Song for the Wicked | 2014 |
The Poet the Painter and the Prostitute | 2015 |