Stevie McCabe's Diabolic Blog


I couldn’t know

duh-michelleI should have known
the way you caught my eye
that you’d make me cry
But i didn’t know

How could I tell
Things would turn out this way?
You would go away
And leave me alone

I couldn’t know how much I’d miss you
I couldn’t know how much I’d cry
But all the tears that mother taught you
Might as well fall from the sky

Your mama’s rich, your dad’s good looking
Thats a benchmark to inspire
But if you want to count your chickens
Better keep their perches high

I could not know
These chains would enmesh me
This ball and chain
Will surely strangle me

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