Playing Through a Dip Related Injury

There's a big old clock Standing above the door at Smolenski's funeral home Your babe was a rolling stone That came to a rest And gathered no moss Covered in soot Bouncing across another bridge he burned I'm glad that you're happy now in Connecticut We talked the other night And I could tell you'd had enough of it But what I really wanted to say Is that I I love you for the way you leaned into the changes in your life You are my hummingbird If there's some truth to be known, it'll be known In the end we tolerate each others lies My nails keep growing I get busy and I forget to cut them I've got a dad's breath From cheap beer and cigarettes But what I really wanted to say Is that I I love you for the way you leaned into the changes in your life You are mine You are the beauty queen Now lick your talons clean You are the beauty queen You left piss on the seat