If You Say So
Now wouldn't be such a wonderful world
If we could all walk without falling
That fine line between excuses and reasons
Get Grandma to stop telling the folks down at the church
That I'm one of Lucifer's demons
Just because she's out of touch with the rush in the lifestyle
That her child's child been leading
When she should be thankful that I wasn't cut down this evening
Constantly I pray for my own safe keeping
I learned over the years that falling tears
Are simply substitute teachers in the schools of bleeding
To the kids I'd tell them to run and play on and play on
This I care to tell
Cause i've seen some of the most simplest of priveledges
Turn and get listed in jailhouse prayers in mail
And all of these rotten wish to be forgotten memories have me plotting
On who I should use for another brew
After searching through the dirt
On my hands and knees getting my hands nasty
Diggin in the ashtray for loose change
Funny how at times when you're hurt you cant always blame the pain
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