talkin' misery

(álbum: iloveuimcrazyimsorry - 2015)

I feel like I'm walking
Into the gallow
Heading for to meet my misery
How come warm feelings
Often turn to freezing
How come good girls turn to memory
There's nothing I was doing
When she came calling
Nothing outta the ordinary
Lifestyle of this lonely man
Guitar strings cut from my pants
Gallows don't know bout this yellow-headed, gin bottled blues
Misery

Miser-ee-hee-hee-hee
Yodel-ay-hee-hee-hee
Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee

I sought to change her mind about a prance of poltergeists
Through the barred windows of my heart I threw down a key
Baby and I we live together now
But that homeless man she hangs around
Keeps standing in the way of my fantasy

Miser-ee-hee-hee-hee
Yodel-ay-hee-hee
Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee

Miser-ee-hee-hee-hee
Yodel-ay-hee-hee
Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee
Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee
Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee
Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee