Lyrics

YOUR BLUES IS KILLING ME
Words And Music by Ervin R. Maynard
Copyright, 2004
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I come home after work
you're passed out on the bed
cigarette's burning in your fingers
a glass of whiskey by the bed
your underwear's on the floor
there's piss all down your leg
a blood stain on the pillow
where you went and cracked your egg
You are quite a sight to see
your life is killing you
but your blues is killing me
Every day's the same
no matter what you say
a promise don't mean nothing
if you don't care what price you pay
you say you want to change
but change turns things around
there's comfort in the gutter
once you get used to crawling down
You are quite a sight to see
your life is killing you
but your blues is killing me
The eyes that stare at you
from your Grandma's looking glass
are trying hard to tell you
you'll get answers from your past
but folks that live on lies
not seeing serves them right
but the truth will call your name
when you're all alone at night
You are quite a sight to see
your life is killing you
but your blues is killing me