As I was heading to East Texas, I saw a mailbox that was tipped over...looked like someone took a bat to it...which is typical entertainment for the folks in East Texas. Tradition actually. Anyway....this is what I took from it......
Your love is like
Throwing beer at chicken wire
It cuts and it stinks
Like hitting a mailbox with a bat
Don't need to read nothin'
To get the message that
Your love is pain
Like a hook on a string
That gets caught in my cheek
Like a nail full of rust
That pierces my feet
Your love is pain
Like a yellow dog with mange
Like a truck with no tailgate
Hit a bump and everything goes away
Your love is pain
Like a toilet with no drain
Septic and stained
Like a red dirt cake
With Bull neddle candles
Like poison ivy
On a hot day
Like getting lost
In a polluted swamp
Your love is pain
And I'm tired of the drain
You're a swamp cat and a sewer rat
Predator and vermin
Not meant for nothin
