Rust

THERE’S RUST 

GROWING ON US

AND I MUST

 HAVE LEFT THE SPRINKLER ON

OVERNIGHT

BUT IT SURE FELT RIGHT 

WHEN I WAS GOOD ‘N TIGHT

DOING SOMETHING SO WRONG

YEAH BUT NOW I’M DRY 

SAVE FOR THE TEAR IN MY EYE

FROM TELLING LITTLE WHITE LIES

TO THE ONE I LOVE

RUST CAN GROW ON ANYTHING

ESPECIALLY A GOLDEN RING

NOW I JUST STARE UP IN THE BIG BLUE

‘CAUSE THERE’S NOTHING LEFT OF YOU

DIRTY DISHES ARE STACKED

BATHROOM MIRROR’S STILL CRACKED

AND SHE WON’T BE BACK

‘ROUND HERE ANY MORE

SO THERES NO SENSE

IN FIXIN’ THE FENCE

OR PAINTING OVER THE DENTS

IN THE ALUMINUM DOOR

NOT LIKE WE’D PLANNED 

WHEN WE WERE MAKING OUR STAND

AS WOMAN AND MAN 

BEFORE SHE HAD TO GO

 RUST CAN GROW ON ANYTHING

ESPECIALLY A GOLDEN RING

NOW I JUST STARE UP IN THE BIG BLUE

‘CAUSE THERE’S NOTHING LEFT OF YOU

THERE’S RUST 

GROWING ON US

AND I MUST 

HAVE LEFT THE SPRINKLER ON

OVERNIGHT

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