Curly Hair

I light matches off my teeth
Just to feel something
And I love Jesus, but he's busy upstairs
And I'm a first world nothing
I turn the television on just for conversation
And see how close I can get
To nicotine without getting addicted

So life goes

There's a boy with curly hair
Who's caught my eye
But he drinks too much
And doesn't make good use of his time
June's a burden 'cause in June
He don't live in Tennessee
So I take curves at 45
So it's like he's still in the shotgun seat

So life goes

If I stared hard enough at strangers
Do you think they'd learn my name?
Or just know me as the girl
With the bike who's kinda insane?
I'm pretty sure that loves a choice
But I'm not completely sold
And I think the boys are just too young
And the men too old

So life goes
So damn slow