Zac Brown Band - Junkyard lyrics

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(Verse)

I have lived in a junkyard

Where the weeds eat up the rain

If you get anything there even out of place

You know there's hell to pay

(Chorus)

And he said

'You're as sick as you are lovely and in need of a hand'

He tells me 'you are neva worthy'

But I was just a child, u see

That's my reality

(Verse 2)

He had a sick little girl, dirty and hard

With a breast plate made of metal

She drives all day in her rusty Buick

Her feet don't reach the pedals

Got a jar of flies, her father's disguise

Where his heart should be

Her mouth is sewn together

She screams with those eyes (x3)

(Chorus)

'She's as sick as she is lovely and in need of my hand'

Yeah, he uses his hands

He tells her 'u are neva worthy'

She was all alone, u see

That's her reality

(Bridge)

Shoulda been sleepin', shoulda been dreamin'

But I wake up to broken glass

There'll be one more empty desk in my homeroom class

I got an old bone pocket knife tight in my right hand

To save my poor mother from the junkyard man

(Chorus)

And I say

'He's as sick as he is lovely and in need of a hand'

He will know he's not worthy becos' he will die alone u see

That's his reality but I'm not sick, I am lovely

And hatred is the curse of man & I will not feel unworthy

Because I have washed my hands you see, that's my reality