Billiard Player Song Songtext
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Billiard Player Song Songtext
He cursed like a billiard player
Staked upon the ground
And those blind that should be
Off and on
Running off and on
He′s been here off and on
Running heroes off and on
Running in here off and on
Probably never to return
It's a frame of mind and a comfortable chair
It′s people who've been through what you've been through
You could call it a club, but it′s not
I cannot possibly describe
The cigar and the time to use it
And he cursed like a billiard player
Staked upon the ground
He was a young man
She was a little girl
Had his heart, heart broken
Little girl, she was small
Had his heart broken
Little girl, she was
He promised her everything
He knew he never had to deliver
He promised her everything
Ask yourself if you could do better
He promised her the unattainable
Mama walks me out to the pump house
There′s no man in the family now
Guess there's no point in asking
If I′m going back to school now anyhow
They let him walk out in the yard
See one sunrise and sunset each
He gets to pick his last meal
He says, "I'll eat fuck all wrapped in nothing
If I can eat it out there on the beach"
And it′s gonna be a hard winter
The first of many hard winters
And it's, it′s gonna be a hard winterYou think you've seen hard
Fuck that, this is hard
It's gonna be a hard winter
For her and hers
A hard winter
A lot of people say she′s crazy
Crazy from the sound
Of everything she knows
Breaking loose and falling down
And you could say crazy
Okay, crazy, okay
But I don′t think she's crazy
Not in any way that matters
I think she′s alright
She would ask him
She was young but she didn't know
There are things like this
And that penny on the way
And he lied to her
He lied to her
He lied to her with a perfectly straight face
A face he was practiced in
From gambling and other kinds of lying
And things in general
Staked upon the ground
And those blind that should be
Off and on
Running off and on
He′s been here off and on
Running heroes off and on
Running in here off and on
Probably never to return
It's a frame of mind and a comfortable chair
It′s people who've been through what you've been through
You could call it a club, but it′s not
I cannot possibly describe
The cigar and the time to use it
And he cursed like a billiard player
Staked upon the ground
He was a young man
She was a little girl
Had his heart, heart broken
Little girl, she was small
Had his heart broken
Little girl, she was
He promised her everything
He knew he never had to deliver
He promised her everything
Ask yourself if you could do better
He promised her the unattainable
Mama walks me out to the pump house
There′s no man in the family now
Guess there's no point in asking
If I′m going back to school now anyhow
They let him walk out in the yard
See one sunrise and sunset each
He gets to pick his last meal
He says, "I'll eat fuck all wrapped in nothing
If I can eat it out there on the beach"
And it′s gonna be a hard winter
The first of many hard winters
And it's, it′s gonna be a hard winterYou think you've seen hard
Fuck that, this is hard
It's gonna be a hard winter
For her and hers
A hard winter
A lot of people say she′s crazy
Crazy from the sound
Of everything she knows
Breaking loose and falling down
And you could say crazy
Okay, crazy, okay
But I don′t think she's crazy
Not in any way that matters
I think she′s alright
She would ask him
She was young but she didn't know
There are things like this
And that penny on the way
And he lied to her
He lied to her
He lied to her with a perfectly straight face
A face he was practiced in
From gambling and other kinds of lying
And things in general
Writer(s): Steven Frank Albini, Robert Spurr Weston, Todd Standford Trainer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

