Nothing But Garbage

Wedding bells will ring in hell
You ain't nothing but garbage

Slutty bitches, stitchy witches
Itchy bitches, too big britches
Broken stitches, bloody wishes
Broken dishes, slutty kisses

Dolly misses, little miss misses
Little miss vicious, little death wishes
Out with the garbage
Nothing but garbage

Junkyard bitches, junkyard marriage
Baby carriage
Go to hell marriage

Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, it's rusted and washed
She gave her soul and heart
'Til death do us part
Wedding bells will ring in hell
Ain't nothing but garbage
Ain't nothing but garbage

Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, it's rusted and washed
She gave her soul and heart
'Til death do us part
Wedding bells will ring in hell
Ain't nothing but garbage
Ain't nothing but garbage

Faded lover, fast food mother
Lost my brother and my mother
Junkyard mommy, old salami
Feed them candy, street name Sandy

Junkyard bitches full of stitches
What remains is buckets of pain
And countless times that tears filled my eyes
Nothing but garbage
Nothing but garbage

I'm that dark gone bright
I'm that bright gone dark
Collecting dust, time to hit the spark
He never brought me flowers, a liar and a coward
Kept me up late, had me worried from the first date

Can't sleep, waiting like a bird in a cage
Stuck on the same page
Not even hoping for things to change
"Maybe he'll drop dead", I said
Maybe something will change
Maybe he'll drop dead

Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, rusted and washed
She gave her soul and heart
'Til death do us part
Wedding bells will ring in hell
Ain't nothing but garbage
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage

On my own now, own best friend now
Buried the rings in the cemetery
With the rest of me, rest is history
Rest in peace, we never said much
We never said much

Earth body, heaven soul
I thank my angels, he let me go
Free bird, skyward go
Searching for home, free bird
Searching for home

Searching for home on the open road
Wind in my hair, memory gone mostly to blur, hazy
Nothing much left, most of it burned
Many lessons learned
Wisdom earned by way of getting burned

Faith, got some, sometimes hopeless
Mostly drifting toward the scent of bliss
Could be, this life between the knife and the kiss
Could be, bliss, if not darkness
Until it lifts (until the darkness lifts)
Bliss

Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
The love is lost, rusted and washed
Ain't nothing but garbage