Blind To The Cup

mama he doesnt treat me so good
something about him makes me stay put
part of the time he knocks himself out so its easy
I buy his cigarettes
and I can take it
got him to sit on my sleeve
now Im alone more than before
blind to the cup Im sipping from
the more
hold on
I hold on

Im loosing myself loosing myself hold on I hold on

hearts in the middle got my hand to the breeze
watch your face keep shadows youll never see me
see me
hold on
I hold on
now Im alone more than before
blind to the cup Im sipping from