She Said

I’m getting old I lost my brain I’ve been told Still the same Crying for you So many years Wasted youth But good cheer She said, Seriously- She said, It’s too late for me- I thought to myself That’s pure misery Hope my shit never gets that bad What absolute misery she's had Like she was already dead, She said, She said. I’m getting bold I lost my train I’ve been sold Still the dames Crying for truth So many tears Wasted in Duluth But good beer She said, Seriously- She said, It’s too late for me- I thought to myself That’s pure misery Hope my shit never gets that bad What absolute misery she’s had Like she was already dead, She said, She said. I’m getting mold I lost my fame I’ve been rolled Still the games Crying for booze So many queers Wasted in blues With good veneers She said, Seriously- She said, It’s too late for me- I thought to myself That’s pure misery Hope my shit never gets that bad What absolute misery she’s had Like she was already dead, She said, She said. I’m getting old I lost my brain I’ve been told Still the same Crying for you So many years Wasted youth But good cheer She said, She said.