Green Corn歌词

Sometimes
I think of all the places
I don't wanna go
Then I think of all the things
I never wanna do
Think of all the people
I never wanna meet
I close my eyes and
I go to sleep
Tully baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars
I'm the Prince of poverty hangin' out in bars
Your life's a
Mercedes, a mansion with a pool
My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel
Your disgusts me,
I see through your macho lies
Fight everything you stand for
There's something in your purse baby, my head is getting sore
Maybe what we had was just green corn