Mal Blum - Country Song lyrics

rate me

I came home to find you on drugs

I was on the verge of every song I'd ever sung

you said oh my gosh

it's like I can't escape

I am a child of fate

and then you threw a plate at me

you were so wasted

All my life

I've been a child of stress

you were the worst at best

and if I may confess the worst ain't over

yet if you call

I won't stumble

I've been humbled

like your bottles, empty in the morning

Hold on up, we've got a bleeder on our hands

I don't think you understand, get here as quickly as you can

I've learned to hate

oh, I have grown to love

I have learned to be

what I hoped I would become

and tell me what of you

what did you do

what did you say

what did you leave behind

who did you save

You came home, I was on the rug

you were on the verge of every hole you'd ever dug

you said Oh my God

I cannot catch a break

but I am a child of faith

so when you turned away, I just lay in silence

Hold on up, we've got a bleeder on our hands

I don't think you understand

you better do the best you can

you'll grow to hate

oh, you will learn to love

you will learn to be what you hoped you would become

and tell me what of me

what did i do

what did i say

what did i leave behind

who did i change