I couldn't save you even if I tried. I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life.
An absent father, deadbeat mother. An only sister to her dope fiend brother. Middle class decline paired with fleeting time and a lie nobody can save her from.
Years of detachment, years of discouragement and fear
If I'm the headlights, you're the deer.
I couldn't save you even if I tried. I'm dealing with my own shit, dealing with my own life. I couldn't save you but I thought I'd write it anyway, just to say. I'm dealing with my own shit, I'll deal with it my own way.
We're all bastards, we're all burdens. Smoke signals to an absent father. Listen to her words, beyond just nouns and verbs. they paint a picture outside the numbers.
If i'm wrong then so long, better luck with someone who cares.
They've got places filled with fake faces where people are paid to care
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