Blind To The Cup

mama he doesn't treat me so good

something about him makes me stay put

part of the time he knocks himself out so it's easy

I buy his cigarettes

and I can take it

got him to sit on my sleeve

now I'm alone more than before

blind to the cup I'm sipping from

the more

hold on

I hold on

I'm loosing myself loosing myself hold on I hold on

heart's in the middle got my hand to the breeze

watch your face keep shadows you'll never see me

see me

hold on

I hold on

now I'm alone more than before

blind to the cup I'm sipping from