It could be your southern drawl
or how you limp when you walk
That makes

me want to say

all those things I never could
A school boy crush carved into wood
that fades

in the rain

You were born in a baptist house
with a rusty spoon inside your mouth
The taste
didn't go away

and when the sun comes peaking out
You work until it goes back down
the days

are all the same

With a baby boy strapped to your hip
and a tiny cut above your lip
That states
god doesn't save

everyone who buys his book
some of us Get overlooked
in a way
it's a shame

But you still walk in his light
and say the same words every night
I pray the lord my soul to keep
but what about the rest of me
My faith

can't take the weight

The summers came and left like fall
ten thankless years of working hard
The school bell rings the kids come home
but you still feel like you're alone

Because your husband holds his whiskey glass
tighter than a hero's past
You rip those black beads off your throat
and swap them out for a knotted rope
The end

is your only friend

You use that final rush of blood
to say the things you never could
I pray the lord that you will see
in my eyes bulge out and my body swing
Because I now I finally understand
that jesus is like every man
He tells you want you want to hear
until you fall in love and he disappears

My faith

couldn't take the weight

When the weight of the world
falls square on your shoulders
A pin prick or missed call
can somehow destroy you
We all are victims of warped expectations
when people can't save us we suddenly hate them
So much

in fact
that we lose our grasp

on reality the responsibility

that we have to ourselves
And everybody else
when the weight of the world falls square on your shoulders
A pin prick or missed call can somehow destroy you
We all are victims of warped expectations
when people can't save us
We suddenly hate them