mama he doesn't treat me so good something about him makes me stay put part of the time he knocks himself out so it's easy I buy his cigarettes and I can take it got him to sit on my sleeve now I'm alone more than before blind to the cup I'm sipping from the more hold on I hold on I'm loosing myself heart's in the middle got my hand to the breeze watch your face keep shadows you'll never see me see me hold on I hold on now I'm alone more than before blind to the cup I'm sipping from