DON'T TEASE THE LION
It’s a crying shame how I carry myself,
It’s a crying, crying shame.
It’s a God damn miracle my heart still pumps,
trying to float, with a ball and chain.
So I drown, I cough, my oxygen’s cut off.
I think of all, the good, I’d do if I could.
But I can’t go on…
It’s a joke in the ballroom when the lights go out.
It’s a laugh, for the king and queen.
It’s a stranger’s touch to make you feel safe,
for your life, you held on to me.
And we loved, like lovers, never knowing each other.
Until the lights, turned on, and what I thought was wrong.
Because I can’t go on…
If Abbey won’t hold me tight.
Don’t tease the lion.
For God’s sake it,
won’t give up trying,
until your naked.
I believe, I believe, I believe,
there’s a reason to run, a reason to give in.
I believe, I believe, I believe,
you can give to me, what you give to him.
It’s seven empty acres to harvest your dreams,
seven acres where the sun won’t shine.
It’s the grass that grows and it brushes your feet,
growing taller all the time.
I lose track, of my mind, while my body falls behind.
Reminding me, of when, a rooster chased the hen.
But I can’t go on…
If Abbey won’t hold me tight.
Don’t tease the lion.
For God’s sake it,
won’t give up trying,
until your naked.
I believe, I believe, I believe,
there’s a reason to run, a reason to give in.
I believe, I believe, I believe,
you can give to me, what you give to him.
It’s my five-dollar tie and my funeral shoes,
I put them on, to make me feel alive.
It’s an easier day when you look like a fool,
there’s nothing from this world left to hide.
So I speak, my mind, get punched and they spit in my eye.
I remember when, she’d say, tomorrows another day.
But I can’t go on… |
