Beg, Steal, Borrow (feat. Jillian Rae)
I would beg, steal, or borrow
I would sell the family farm
I would start all over tomorrow
If I never tried to learn guitar
From a man like him
He was 20 years my senior and he lied about his age
So now just like Frida Kahlo, I'm in pain everyday
I should've never gone to college, I should've moved to a different state
Oh Iowa, you molded me
Iowa, I was there
Iowa, you are the past
And of my old man, take care, oh
Iowa, I'm older now
Used to play at the Vaudeville Mews
Iowa, I still love you
But in Iowa I was abused, oh
I would beg, steal, or borrow
I would throw out all my morphine
To take a hit of that Marlboro
Grab the slate and wipe it clean
Of my bad decisions
Then I look around and realize I've made nothing of my name
I'm spending every penny just to taste a bit of fame
I let an older man take my own pride and joy away
I wasted my youthful energy
On a junkie and sociopath
Now my stomach's all fucked up
Sometimes all you can do is laugh, oh
Iowa you molded me
Iowa, I was there
Iowa you are the past
But Iowa I'm getting scared
I would beg, steal, or borrow
I would sell the family farm
Be a different me tomorrow
The day I learn to play guitar
Like the man I love
Like the man I love
Like the man I love
Like the man I love
I would sell the family farm
I would start all over tomorrow
If I never tried to learn guitar
From a man like him
He was 20 years my senior and he lied about his age
So now just like Frida Kahlo, I'm in pain everyday
I should've never gone to college, I should've moved to a different state
Oh Iowa, you molded me
Iowa, I was there
Iowa, you are the past
And of my old man, take care, oh
Iowa, I'm older now
Used to play at the Vaudeville Mews
Iowa, I still love you
But in Iowa I was abused, oh
I would beg, steal, or borrow
I would throw out all my morphine
To take a hit of that Marlboro
Grab the slate and wipe it clean
Of my bad decisions
Then I look around and realize I've made nothing of my name
I'm spending every penny just to taste a bit of fame
I let an older man take my own pride and joy away
I wasted my youthful energy
On a junkie and sociopath
Now my stomach's all fucked up
Sometimes all you can do is laugh, oh
Iowa you molded me
Iowa, I was there
Iowa you are the past
But Iowa I'm getting scared
I would beg, steal, or borrow
I would sell the family farm
Be a different me tomorrow
The day I learn to play guitar
Like the man I love
Like the man I love
Like the man I love
Like the man I love
Credits
Writer(s): Molly Brandt
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