Bleary-Eyed

Green-leaf dawn implies Something sweet in mind But it's still your fingers in my back pocket Makes me wonder why I sit here so tall And why I run from the walls Critters by the litter Come gushing out my eyes Like fears yet worth the fright So, pour me a drink And I'll spill this dark ink I'll tell you it's all for you But it ain't it's just my way of coping With this bleary-eyed baby girl Well, it's just my way of coping With this bleary-eyed baby girl Dying on my kitchen floor But it ain't it's just my way of coping With this bleary-eyed baby girl Well, it's just my way of coping With this bleary-eyed baby girl Dying on my kitchen floor