LYRIC FOR SALE

By Ryan Edward Kotler

V1

Out on the road for over twenty-seven days
My motor’s draggin' down this lost highway
No time for this confusion or to waste another minute on your words
Well, you find it all amusing, but it is deeply depressing and disturbed

V2

Well, my prima donna baby, she don’t talk too much
Her daddy’s in the money and her momma’s out of touch
I was insane to think I’d ever break that family's curse
Well, I prob’ly could have faked it with a couple extra dollars in my purse

V3

It ain’t like my old woman, y’know, to try her best
Well, she got no aspirations to be unlike the rest
And there ain’t nothin’ so sad as wasted patience on a stone
I could leave this place tomorrow if I did not feel so all alone

V4

Well, I ain’t a perfect person, and I never said I was
I am constantly learning how to keep my head above
But at least I know there’s things that I will not ever know
Well, it must be easy livin’ when you always know which way to go

V5

Well, now, early in the mornin’, throws the blanket off her head
Drinks a cup of coffee and she crawls back into bed
She don’t need lovin’ and she ain’t got no love to give
You know, I try to talk to her, but each time I am sorry that I did

V6

Well, I got one more thing to say to you, my baby blue
The games you play, someday will come around to play with you
And on that fateful day, I hope you are not too surprised
You know, nothin’ gets nothin’, and your lies just get you lies

V7

Now, my brakes are screamin’, and my engine burst
My lips are bleedin’, and I can’t quench my thirst
My voice is strainin’, and my coat’s stuck in the door
Y'know, I hate complainin’, but I hate staying quiet even more