Sure as Shit

Choosing my words carefully has never been my strength

I've been known to be vague and often pointless

But you sure as shit know me better than anybody else

And for that, in my heart, I am hopeful

So I helped you pack your bags and I folded up your snap shirts

And when you come back, it will already be the winter

If you look at other girls working out in the nighttime

I don't mind, but I don't want to know

And these years that I have known you, it's gone and blurred my sense of time

And now I can hardly even recall what came before this

Letters left on pillows, messages left on phones

And the postcards in the mail when we sent them

Cobwebs all collected, paintings on the walls

Lounging around all day in a hot pink chenille housecoat

And the secrets that I whispered in your ear while you were sleeping

You can call to mind when you're out in the world without me

Oh the denim king

Oh the denim king

And I sure as shit do love you

And I cuss because I mean it

And for that, in my heart, I am hopeful

And these words that I chose, I was so careful