Beautiful Grit

you're gonna cry

you wake up from your beer and you philosophize but nobody hears they're all one-way eyes

they want to be seen they don't want to be tried so light up a friend for you to stay the night with who you are

is just for tonight and that's the pretty part nobody knows you except in red light

everyone adores you it's monday night

drink your dreams here it's alright

and the boulevard cries with you

ain't got no money but you spent so much time ain't got no money and you lost all your rhyme ain't got no money but your makeup looks fine ain't got no money and here that's a crime

weepy rocky beautiful grit

the beauty and the anger behind it