Margo Price - Desperate and Depressed paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Desperate and Depressed - Margo Price



One, two, three
I'm pissed off at the number of people that I meet
Who go to shake my hand with a viper up their sleeve
They freeze me out in the winter, burn me up all summer
Try to take my money when I'm desperate and depressed
Ain't it a mess?
I've played for free and paid for the miles on my truck
Got no sleep in motels 'cause the worry keeps me up
It almost drives me crazy thinking about my baby
And how he's gonna love me if I'm desperate and depressed
Can't get no rest
Mama never told me that things would be this way
Daddy tried to warn me that there'd be hell to pay
If I can't find the money, then I can't buy the time
I'm stuck here making someone else's dime
We busked in Sarasota, I made 27 bucks
I wept for Richard Manuel thinking I might have his luck
You talked behind my back, but only stabbed me in the front
But don't think you can hurt me 'cause I'm desperate and depressed
Ain't it a mess?
Well, please, somebody tell me how to make it stop
This world feels like a roller coaster, I just can't get off
Tried rehab and probation, tried self-medication
But none of that can cure you when you're desperate and depressed
Ain't it a mess?
Mama never told me that things would be this way
Daddy tried to warn me that there'd be hell to pay
If I can find the money, then I can buy the lie
Oh, ten percent of nothing ain't a dime
So don't you try to sell me back what's mine
I'll be desperate and depressed until I die



Writer(s): Margo Price, Jeremy Ivey


Margo Price - Hurtin' (On the Bottle)
Album Hurtin' (On the Bottle)
date de sortie
17-12-2015




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