Rubber Compliments

I wish I was sick
Then I write more songs
About how I've been wrong
About how I am alone

But maybe that's the worst
Form of sentinel
Wish you good
I am tired of making up Rubber Compliments
I am tired of thinking up better of broken

I would tell a lie
If it made my name sing
I would help a man
Only if I was lone.
I am tired of making up Rubber Compliments
I am tired of thinking up better of broken



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Darrell Hudson
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