Tom Mungall - CYC, Pt. 2

Put your pre-rolled cigarette out on my cheek
Grandma told me not to let the bad ones hold me down
At least, we're not family
But is it enough to get me out?
And did you get a taste of your loved one?
Grandma told me not to waste my youth on someone like you
Not like you, don't let it run by you
But is it enough to get me out?
Thought I'd take a little peek, put my feet where nobody goes
Fill my boots and be on my way
Thought I'd take a little peek and I found blood between my toes
And my head's getting heavy
I won't tell your mama
I won't tell your brothers
But there be bodies
Under your covers
I won't tell your mama
I won't tell your brothers
But there be calcium
Inside your cupboards
Take your high heeled boots and put a hole in my hand
If grandma knew about you, honey
She'd be crying just like you, not like you, there is no-one like you
But is it enough to get me out?
Thought I'd take a little peek, put my feet where nobody goes
Fill my boots and be on my way
Thought I'd take a little peek and I found blood between my toes
And my head's getting heavy
I won't tell your mama
I won't tell your brothers
But there be bodies
Under your covers
I won't tell your mama
I won't tell your brothers
But there be calcium
Inside your cupboards

Written by:
Thomas Mungall

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