Well they take what they take
And they use what they use
It’s picked clean from the bone
It’s been easier now for I don't know how long but,
I’ve been on my own

Well they break what they break
Off the soles of our shoes
And it’s often stitched seldom sown
It’s been easier now for I don't know how long but,
I have spent it alone

And It starts to feel like Home
Let the current take me slow

Distraught I lost your heart
Despite the shape I’m in
I can't fall behind the time;
You find me face down in the ditch again
I lost my train of thought from patience wearing thin
A never-ending battle between intelligence and irrelevance
And it’s all I know

You were counting your calendar days until it’s done
I say but, I never listen though
When they say,
“Look at you up to no good,
What would your poor Mama say?”

They take what they take
And they use what they use
Until it’s all hope picked clean from the bone
And there’s so many left to disappoint
They take what they take
And they use what they use
Until it’s easier
And you went off on your own
Will you wait for me love?
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