Lord, I'm discouraged
|
The circles have sucked in her eyes
|
Lord, I'm discouraged
|
Her new friends have shadowed her life
|
Lord, I'm discouraged
|
She ain't come out dancing for some time
|
|
And I'm trying to light candles
|
But they burn down to nothing
|
And she keeps coming up with
|
|
Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine
|
Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine
|
Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine
|
There's a house on the south side
|
Where she stays in for days at a time
|
|
I know I'm no angel
|
I ain't been bad that way
|
Can't you hear her?
|
She's that sweet missing songbird
|
When the choir sings on Sundays
|
And I'm almost busted
|
But I bought back the jewelry she sold
|
|
And I come to your altar
|
And then there's just nothing
|
And she keeps insisting
|
|
The sutures and bruises are none of my business
|
She says that she's sick, but she won't get specific
|
The sutures and bruises are none of my business
|
This guy from the north side comes down to visit
|
His visits, they only take five or six minutes
|
|
Lord, I'm sorry to question your wisdom
|
But my faith has been wavering
|
Won't you show me a sign
|
And let me know that you're listening?
|
|
Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine
|
Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine
|
Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine
|
I know it's unlikely she'll ever be mine
|
So I mostly just pray she don't die
|
|
-----------------
|
Lord, I'm Discouraged
|
| The Hold Steady |
