Pity Of A Poor Man

She's all about skipping town, whenever we come back around

She always wears on certain lies, whenever she goes into town

Though the days seem lonely, her body gets used to so much

And to the pity of a poor man being beaten by his own damn crutch

But she's gone for the summer this time around

From undercover of darkness to tears of a cloud

And I can't tell you no more, if she plans on leaving, or staying all night

But to the pity of a poor man, her life seems, her life seems alright

Oh no, my, my, my, my, my, my

Though the days seem endless, she still walks the line all the life