St. Jude

On the way to the airport she hands me a twenty
Her mom's rosary dangling in the rearview
My mom smiles too wide and she prays I'll be happy
And that this will not be the first spring without you
And I know she's mine 'cause we have the same blood type
Identical bugbites all over our arms
She misses the turnoff, her knuckles are bright white
Our brains are hair trigger fire alarms and

Hey, Jude
I know I never ask
Hey, Jude
I know I never ask
Hey, Jude
I know I never

Don't hold it against her, the first time I cried
I had shackled her freebird heart down here, her
Humor offbeat and her beauty and pride
Are written all over her veteran fear
On the way to the airport, she said I was free now
Canaries who'd rather be caged up instead
How can I leave her, she says she's not lonely,
In fact, since I'm leaving, can she have my bed
Please?

Hey, Jude
I know I never ask
Hey, Jude
I know I never ask
Hey, Jude
I know I never

She can't do it alone
She can't do it alone
She can't do it alone
She can't do it alone
She can't do it alone
She can't do it alone

I can't do it
I can't do it



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Passinhas-bergman
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