Goddamn Lonely Love
Drive-By Truckers
Lyrics
I got green and I got blues
And everyday there’s a little less difference between the two.
So I belly-up and disappear.
Well I ain’t really drowning ’cause I see the beach from here.
I could take a Greyhound home but when I got there it’d be gone
Along with everything a home is made up of.
So I’ll take two of what you’re having and I’ll take all of what you got
To kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.
Sister, listen to what your daddy says.
Don’t be ashamed of things that hide behind your dress.
Belly-up and arch your back.
Well I ain’t really falling asleep; I’m fading to black.
You could come to me by plane, but that wouldn’t be the same
As that old motel room in Texarkana was.
So I’ll take two of what you’re having and I’ll take all of what you got
To kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before:
A man walks into a bar and leaves before his ashes hit the floor.
Stop me if I ever get that far.
The sun’s a desperate star that burns like every single one before.
And I could find another dream,
One that keeps me warm and clean
But I ain’t dreamin’ anymore, I’m waking up.
So I’ll take two of what you’re having and I’ll take everything you got
To kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.
Monthly Archives: December 2016
Money – hot and cold
What is it about money and having it or not having it that affects my mood so deeply. Â Looking back over the previous months posts the highs and lows are related to how much is in my bank account or how much is in my company’s bank account. Â I realize things are going to be hot and cold and yet, I can’t separate it in my head. Â When things are tight, I feel like a failure and the hold of it weighs me down. Â When we are jamming, I can focus.
There must be way to be ok without money. Â To not tie it to success and failure in my head. Â It’s one of the things that I like the least about me.
The News Depresses Me
Every time I hear about another thing that El Cheeto did that violates what I believe to be right, I sigh. Â I can’t look away. Â Lately, I take my phone with me to bed to listen to my ebook but as I dose I check the news. Â It is just infuriating and sad to me that half of the population is behind this clown. Â He is so ridiculous that it’s hard to be supportive of those that I love that support him. Â For them, it’s about the taxes and the pro-business stance he has. Â For me, it’s that he is not going to “change” the swamps of DC other than to bring in conservative, and even some alt-right people in, allow my rights as a woman to be violated, encourage violence and hate and embarrass us as a nation in the world political scene. Â We. Look. Like. Idiots.
I am part of the Pantsuit Nation and even have it on my news feed at a hyper-local level. Â I read the inspiring and the sad and sigh. Â It’s going to be a long long four years.