The Weight Of The World

It could be your southern drawl or how you limp when you walk

That makes me want to say all those things I never could

A school boy crush carved into the wood that fades in the rain

You were born in a Baptist house with a rusty spoon inside your

mouth

The taste didn't go away and when the sun comes peaking out

You work until it goes back down the days are all the same

With a baby boy strapped to your hip and a tiny cut above your

lip

That states god doesn't save everyone who buys his book, some of

us

Get overlooked in a way it's a shame

But you still walk in his light and say the same words every

night

I pray the lord my soul to keep, but what about the rest of me?

My faith can't take the weight

The summers came and left like fall, ten thankless years of

working hard

The school bell rings, the kids come home, but you feel like

you're alone

Because your husband holds his whiskey glass tighter than a

hero's past

You rip those black beads off your throat and swap them out for

a knotted rope

The end is your only friend

You use that final rush of blood to say the things you never

could

I pray the lord that you will see my eyes bulge out and my body

swing

Because now I finally understand that jesus is like every man

He tells you what you want to hear until you fall in love, and

he disappears

My faith couldn't take the weight

When the weight of the world falls square on your shoulders

A pin prick or missed call can somehow destroy you

We all are victims of warped expectations, when people can't

save us we suddenly hate them

So much in fact that we lose our grasp on reality, the

responsibility that we have for ourselves

And everybody else, when the weight of the world falls square on

your shoulders

A pin prick or missed call can somehow destroy you.

We all are victims of warped expectations when people can't save

us

We suddenly hate them