Bass Boat

My old man bought a big bass boat When I think of that summer of hope, I choke 'Cause even if we didn't catch a little bit of somethin' We'd park that boat by the bluff at the day's end I got a need to find trouble when things are alright I pine for pain in the morning light And even with my baby sittin' next to me I'm a self-sabotaging suicide machine And you're goin', goin', goin' 'til the lord calls you home in Your work boots and your worn coveralls And you'll show them, show them, show them With your high collateral loan on That home where your children play with dolls 'Cause I was raised by a woman who was hardly impressed And I carry that shit really deep in my chest 'Cause I ain't ever been one for cheap excuses And apologies have always been a little late or useless But if you give me four minutes and a little bit of time I'll make them old days, an old friend of mine And I can talk to God and I can pray all day But you can't heal somethin' that you never raised And you're goin', goin', goin' on Thanksgiving Day when You're sneakin' off to drink some alcohol And you'll show them, show them, show them While you're kissin' all the knees of Every scrape and every bloody fall My old man bought a big bass boat When I think of that summer of hope, I choke 'Cause even if we didn't catch a little bit of somethin' We'd park that boat by the bluff at the day's end