Used To Be

Well I ain't getting high, I ain't getting drunk
Hell I've already eaten dinner and my dishes are done
I've washed my car hell I shined the wheels
Got my rent paid and the rest of my bills

Last night was late I didn't sleep till' 4
I was articulating lyrics and chorus cords
Trying to find something I could write about
But it's hard giving all when your givings gave out

Well I bet there's a bridge named after me
There's a landmark sign titled history
It's out of commission its a used to be
Just a pile of ash from gasoline
But gas ain't cheap and smokes the same
I've been eating leftovers for most of my days
Moneys your friend if you've got a cheap taste
A 30 pack of Busch and 3 grams of shake
Hell its all the same

I've got a dislocated disc and a broken spine
I'm a dime a dozen like a needled pine
I'm not one to remember or one to recall
The light you've seen hell I never saw

Well the buildings are tall and my heart is low
My choir is short and my blood is cold
And I bet there's a few who feel just like me
Nothing beats being born a used to be



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Northington
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