i burnt the roast on christmas day.
my loves sat in silent pain
waiting for my neck to crane.
summers night and winters rain
couldn't cook this ******* roast again
i cant believe i burned the ******* roast.
each of them had different reasons
to feel so **** upset this season
it never felt right to believe in
love that can feel so uneven
ive cooked this ******* roast before i dont know how i ****** it up so bad
these seconds will never pass
table breaks the hourglass
my wife she's a lovely lass
why didnt she cook the ******* roast instead
**** **** **** **** **** ****
a look of sadness on my face
anxious forks hit sides of plates
i look to my loves and say
im not sure there'll be roast today
how could you burn the ******* roast on christmas?
the wine was almost nearly empty
most of it from my aunt wendy
whose husband left when she was twenty
but she brought some new man lenny
who also drank most of the wine
and was also upset that i burned the ******* roast
i didnt drive all the way out here
just to drink a couple beer
i know it may not be premiere
but bring that ******* roast out dear
okay mom.
i went back to the kitchen to get the burnt ******* roast
i found my wife her head ashake
frowning down to my dismay
you burnt the roast on christmas day
we'll find the love in your mistake
she kissed me
i tasted the roast and it wasnt that bad
i mean, it was pretty bad
but it was still there.
all those chairs, a different person
neither in their finest version
let my love be a diversion
**** you from your introversion
i burnt the roast on christmas day
lets find the love in our mistakes
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 1:16 AM UTC
i burnt the roast on christmas day.
my loves sat in silent pain
waiting for my neck to crane.
summers night and winters rain
couldn't cook this ******* roast again
i cant believe i burned the ******* roast.
each of them had different reasons
to feel so **** upset this season
it never felt right to believe in
love that can feel so uneven
ive cooked this ******* roast before i dont know how i ****** it up so bad
these seconds will never pass
table breaks the hourglass
my wife she's a lovely lass
why didnt she cook the ******* roast instead
**** **** **** **** **** ****
a look of sadness on my face
anxious forks hit sides of plates
i look to my loves and say
im not sure there'll be roast today
how could you burn the ******* roast on christmas?
the wine was almost nearly empty
most of it from my aunt wendy
whose husband left when she was twenty
but she brought some new man lenny
who also drank most of the wine
and was also upset that i burned the ******* roast
i didnt drive all the way out here
just to drink a couple beer
i know it may not be premiere
but bring that ******* roast out dear
okay mom.
i went back to the kitchen to get the burnt ******* roast
i found my wife her head ashake
frowning down to my dismay
you burnt the roast on christmas day
we'll find the love in your mistake
she kissed me
i tasted the roast and it wasnt that bad
i mean, it was pretty bad
but it was still there.
all those chairs, a different person
neither in their finest version
let my love be a diversion
**** you from your introversion
i burnt the roast on christmas day
lets find the love in our mistakes