Undertow
Michelle maloneAnd the lonely 40 watt flickers when the train goes by
Take out boxes near the garbage can
And the leaning tower of dishes is getting 3 feet high
I cant stand – waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand – wondering if you’re out with that whore
I cant stand – i drank an ocean of liquor in your undertow
The faucet keeps dripping like a cannonball
And i threw my guitar in the fire when i ran out of duraflames
The phone kept ringing right off the wall
But it never was you, so i ripped it out the socket
And then i cursed your name
The sun’s been gone for 7 days and you been gone for 9
The tennessee river’s just a block away
I could jump in at anytime
I cant stand – waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand – wondering if you’re out with that whore
I cant stand – i drank an ocean of liquor in your undertow
I shuffle around like a mental patient
In my robe and my bedroom shoes
Flipping channels from my sleeping bag
And dining on a box of fruit loops
I cant stand – waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand – wondering if you’re out with that whore
I cant stand – wishing that i had never been born
No i cant stand – i drank an ocean of liquor in your undertow