Everybody called her
her baby's momma
She could never see so straight
always crooked
winding up in the slammer
apologizing all over the place
She's got a handle on it this time
moved into a clean and sober house
going to those meetings five days a week
But her eyes they burned,
You know
Her eyes they burned
Made a mistake
Went to see her ex old man
Got strung out again on that ******
Thrown out of the house
for nodding out,
coffee cup in hand,
never spilled a drop
She's back out on the street
Looking for the woman's emergency night shelter
Texting with her daughter
trying to repair their relationship
saying
"It'll be okay this time"
She's got her brand new teeth,
a two day voucher to The Days Inn
It'll be okay.
Always the nut house
if the night gets too cold
At least until the Psychiatrist figures it out
And throws her back out into the night
It's tough being human
You know
You know
Her baby's momma
She's in despair
Looking for help everywhere
Detox filled
Got a blow job for anybody
somebody named Joe
Sometimes that's all she knows
Gather's herself against the cold
Swears that tomorrow
she'll get it together
she promises you
You know
Doing everything except what you're supposed to
Deal with it tomorrow
Everybody called her
Her baby's momma
When she sees you
She's in sorrow.
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 11:20 PM UTC
Everybody called her
her baby's momma
She could never see so straight
always crooked
winding up in the slammer
apologizing all over the place
She's got a handle on it this time
moved into a clean and sober house
going to those meetings five days a week
But her eyes they burned,
You know
Her eyes they burned
Made a mistake
Went to see her ex old man
Got strung out again on that ******
Thrown out of the house
for nodding out,
coffee cup in hand,
never spilled a drop
She's back out on the street
Looking for the woman's emergency night shelter
Texting with her daughter
trying to repair their relationship
saying
"It'll be okay this time"
She's got her brand new teeth,
a two day voucher to The Days Inn
It'll be okay.
Always the nut house
if the night gets too cold
At least until the Psychiatrist figures it out
And throws her back out into the night
It's tough being human
You know
You know
Her baby's momma
She's in despair
Looking for help everywhere
Detox filled
Got a blow job for anybody
somebody named Joe
Sometimes that's all she knows
Gather's herself against the cold
Swears that tomorrow
she'll get it together
she promises you
You know
Doing everything except what you're supposed to
Deal with it tomorrow
Everybody called her
Her baby's momma
When she sees you
She's in sorrow.
Dedicated to a segment of the population, whose time is hard. Recovery is always possible.
