HUSH

You never really struck me as somebody who could make a visit then dismiss it like these other dudes 
Cause every time you get a new groove you deny the kind that made you 
Unless they’re giving you the fat checks, sign your name with that fat x
Now everything you got is less stress and everybody thinks you’re best dressed 

Best be believing that when life pans out, all the shit that you been crying about 
Still sits like a fat duck asking when you gonna give a fuck 
So baby when you gonna give a fuck? It doesn’t cut it to rely on luck 
Not when the world keeps spinning, the losers keep winning 
The kids die young and the holy keep sinning 

“Ring around the Rosie, I know you and you know me 
There’s a fine line tied to time like beats to rhyme, like sweet to kind, like dark parts to the heart of mine 
Is the kingdom of never– like never ever never ever never everlasting. 
Cast me, I swear i’ll play. Dress me up turn me over and have your way

But those days are behind me, never again to find me 

I never really struck you as somebody who could take or leave it and grieve it under a silent moon 
But every time I get a new guest, I interview them and then go, “next”
They’re giving me the green light but this little mind is blind 
I can see their bright side but i’m gonna let it die 

And next to nothing, I might love and you might love me 
See me sweetly 
I’m next to nothing somebody come on and hug me 
See me sweetly 

If everI could strike me as somebody who could be believing that I’d be under some other moon 
I tell you, I could make a sick game out of a photo in a stock frame 
But every time I see a new sun, hung like a dead man’s lung, unsung like the hero of a stuck gun 
I get feet like a block of ice, it would be nice if I had a mind to think less than twice.  

But “nice” is a cold cruel game, got you all thinking that the magic is made
By a blind man saying he can see the way– by the way, have you even seen the mess it’s made?