Fifth Of May

Mama's gripping on her hip on the fifth of May
In a photo daddy took on a humid day
In a town that's anyone's guess
Way out in Western Kentucky
She's broken-hearted as he's riding away
On a motorbike out to East L.A
To find a white line, it's such a fine line, between broken and lucky

Getting high's easy
Getting drunk's fine
It's the getting by that'll get a soul down
So if you need me
Know that I'm bleeding
Somewhere alone in some coastal town
Some coastal town

And I can feel when your body ain't in this bed
I can still hear you laughing last spring in my head
Now it's April and I hate you and I'm heading home
The little notes that you left for me
In coat pocket and cabinetries
Are in a shoebox from when we once talked
Back when I felt free

Getting high's easy
Getting drunk's fine
It's the getting by that'll get a soul down
So if you need me
Know that I'm bleeding
Somewhere alone in some coastal town

Mama's gripping on her hip on the fifth of May
In a photo daddy took on a humid day
In a town that's anyone's guess
Way out in Western Kentucky

Getting high's easy
Getting drunk's fine
It's the getting by that'll get a soul down
So if you need me
Know that I'm bleeding
Somewhere alone in some coastal town
In some costal town