Forget It

'78 Thunderbird in baby blue

Airing out the cig smoke 'cause now they got a baby too

She was going to work late to bartend she off at 2:00

He was in the crib topping up another vodka too

Another night of yelling smell the liquor on their breath

Glass shattered on the counter drywall might catch a left

Seem there really ain't no end to what they've got that's on they chest

Come tomorrow night then they just gon' repeat like every step

Lower middle-class depression drown they hopes and take they dreams

And they don't give you remedies that's why they end up fiends

Play guitar on that plaid patterned couch in only jeans

Strumming notes that seem to contradict the ugly of the scene