Day: Apr 30, 2022

Oh, baby, how are we going to fix this mess that we’ve made?

Oh, baby, just tell me that you’re ungrateful and stained.

And our mistakes, they are grave,

But we’re going to erase them from our fate.

Our roads are long, can’t fight them alone,

So, I’m dragging you on like an empty love song.

Oh, baby, how are we going to climb this hill right ahead?

Oh, tell me, did you mean what you told me when I bled?

All our sins, they’ve made our beds,

Slit too many throats, smashed too many heads.

Our path has an end, can’t beat a grand finale.

You know it, dolly, we’ve got nothing to defend.

-Jackie