Lyrics to Woman's Song
Sitting in bed with you, no pills
Just like I've done a thousand times before
But I'm not as inspired as I was ten years ago
Oh, no
They say Sing right through the hard parts, you'll get to something good
But if you're not by my side, babe, I just wanna be adored
When the truth is I just want to be a dork again
With you by my side again
Like you were on the first day
And you still look so beautiful
So still, so frail
So white, so pale
Just like your mom, not like Shifra's son
I miss her oh so much but I'm afraid to call
Okay, it's gonna be okay
Because Daddy's here still breathing
Seeping out the venom
Seeping out the alcohol
And drugs and blood and cum and death and all the things they have left
To show for what they killed the people for
I can't stand living through this Stand
I'm no Stephen King
I am the poor man's Christopher Carrabba
But you're by my side right now
You're by my side for now
And that's all I need
Sitting in bed with you, no pills
Just like I've done since you were born
And I hope someday you'll come back home
Because I miss my mom
After all she's done, I still miss my mom
But I can't talk to her until I'm allowed to
And she comes back to help
The jar
The jarring noise shakes the baby in its formaldehyde
But I can't hide anymore
With you in the bed and the sun in my eyes
And the light in the day
For you I can try
For you I can try
For you I can try
For you I can try
They can't fucking take you from me
I will find you and I will be by yours side
In bed with you
No pills
No fucking pills
Just like I've done a thousand times before
But I'm not as inspired as I was ten years ago
Oh, no
They say Sing right through the hard parts, you'll get to something good
But if you're not by my side, babe, I just wanna be adored
When the truth is I just want to be a dork again
With you by my side again
Like you were on the first day
And you still look so beautiful
So still, so frail
So white, so pale
Just like your mom, not like Shifra's son
I miss her oh so much but I'm afraid to call
Okay, it's gonna be okay
Because Daddy's here still breathing
Seeping out the venom
Seeping out the alcohol
And drugs and blood and cum and death and all the things they have left
To show for what they killed the people for
I can't stand living through this Stand
I'm no Stephen King
I am the poor man's Christopher Carrabba
But you're by my side right now
You're by my side for now
And that's all I need
Sitting in bed with you, no pills
Just like I've done since you were born
And I hope someday you'll come back home
Because I miss my mom
After all she's done, I still miss my mom
But I can't talk to her until I'm allowed to
And she comes back to help
The jar
The jarring noise shakes the baby in its formaldehyde
But I can't hide anymore
With you in the bed and the sun in my eyes
And the light in the day
For you I can try
For you I can try
For you I can try
For you I can try
They can't fucking take you from me
I will find you and I will be by yours side
In bed with you
No pills
No fucking pills