Pallet-Your Friend

Who's (...) you walked your son to the warfront without a coat i wasn't watching while you were washing up on my (...) on my back in the kitchen (...) i was upstairs then, i promise with your hand on my forehead (...) in a sick bed stop counting (...) in my hand as it softens paint your walls paint your face like you want (...) you weren't afraid of my conscious with your neck on a floor bed (...) stop calling i was upstairs then, i promise with your hand on my forehead (...) in a sick bed stop counting (...) smile while I'm standing won't you leave like you mean it don't you leave like you mean it won't you leave like you mean it