Poor Traits of the Artist - Ron Gallo

Every single ugly day

What am I trying to say?

A good line here

The idea’s there

And it’s scribbled on some bill that I can’t pay

Catch 22 since I was twenty two

Never ever ever knowing what to do

I doubt myself

I beat myself down

And I’m closer to death when I wake up the next day

But I never need anyone when I have you

No, I never need anyone

It’s easy to blame work, love and weather

It’s easy to act like you’ve got it together

But behind my door, and on my floor

Is a man who can’t stand what he stands for

What am I even doing?

Is luck a pursuit worth pursuing?

The cream will rise

Up to your eyes

Then bury you there shortly after

But I never need anyone when I have you

I never need anyone