Chewing Gum - Georgia Train, Bitter Ruin

There’s a little piece of you tangled in my hair

Get it out, I don’t want it there

There’s a little piece of you clawing at my ribcage

Let it out, it needs to be saved

Hell No

Mother you’re wrong that fucker’s not gone

He’s here in my bed, dying

Rotting away, just smell that decay

While you’re all asleep I’m crying

There’s a little piece of you still catching on my ribbon

Get it off, 'cause I simply don’t love you

Not again, I’m not broken

Hell No

Mother you’re wrong that fucker’s not gone

He’s here in my bed, dying

Rotting away, just smell that decay

While you’re all asleep I’m crying

He has locked me up

Punched air holes in this box

Left me in this cage

Left me here for days

And I can’t find signs for an exit

Collectively we find

A person can’t survive

Without an ounce of love

Without an ounce of woe

Mother you’re wrong that fucker’s not gone

He’s here in my bed, dying

Rotting away, just smell that decay

While you’re all asleep I’m crying