My passive income has drained all the water from the sea
I wanted him, he wanted me, I flipped the switch on the silver screen
the moment he held his hand in mine, I went crazy, I went blind
lost to the world now I sit
Baby Jane
taking a hit.
The weed is harsh it burns my throat
I used to sing like a bird
now I just gloat
to the bare rose bushes as I walk
in the morning
with a small dog
and a purse full of worries
I once had a giant castle
high in the clouds
hovering there
don't speak
out loud.
