Creek Blues - Nicole Dollanganger

Pills eat through you like acid burning holes

Through your head, your mind, your bones and enamel

Handcuffed to the bed like you’re an animal

I don’t even recognize you anymore

Try to put you down like an old dog to sleep

Cut your branches off but you’re a dying tree

The doctors came and pulled the sheet up over your head

You’re already dead, you just don’t know it yet

You are sick and I hate you and love you for it

You’re a wreck but I’m always going to want you

I hate to see the knife always under your arm

Alone at night, cutting up neighborhood dogs

You snuck me to your daddy’s bedroom

Showed me all his guns

You said, «Careful or you’ll blow your head off

Make sure the safety’s on»

Leaving things to die in the mud at the creek

Pumping shotgun slugs out into the trees

You run your fingers on the wood and feel its bullet holes

It gives you something I could never give you or ever really know

You are sick and I hate you and love you for it

You’re a wreck but I’m always going to want you

And I don’t want to know what you’ve done

Or what you think about doing

I don’t want to know, so don’t tell me