Pretty Okay

When they number off the dead

I will haul the ashes there

And make certain you were one of them

And in my infant dreams of hope

You will billow up in smoke

And fill my little pink lungs

 

You may not find it hard

You drag my feet

You pull me to the ground

This is costing you in skin

 

I am sister to your tunes fortunate waddle

While you swoon

Spanking boy is on the whipping post

His features melt into his mouth

While we’re burning down the house

What a puddle of friends we have now

 

You may not find it hard

You drag my feet

You pull me to the ground

This is costing you in skin

 

You make me feel so enlightened

Like a lady found god in her purse

Lord in the store we are bringing it in

Pays in the red and it’s worse

 

How will he take the news?

Good or bad, red or blue

Holds the victim and he folds the night

no exception to the rule

motel 6 your check is due

adult life is calling you

 

You may not find it hard

You drag my feet

You pull me to the ground

This is costing you in skin

 

 

Someone has friends on the rebound

And he is a model of you

I saw a speech last for hours

Maybe next week we’ll spend in the dirt

 

You may not find it hard

You drag my feet

You pull me to the ground

This is costing you in skin

 

 

Appears On

 

Live at the Hideout