"Pour" lyrics
A half-full full-size bed in a home that you wish you'd forget
Could've been there when you woke up in the morning
But I woke up in my car instead
Would you ruin me like you used to?
My remains will become the rain that will pour on your grave
On the day that your mother can't contain it no more
While she begs on her knees saying
"Why can't you tell me what I did to deserve this?
Oh God, just send me to Hell"
But she's no sinner, no matter how bitter, how poor
Will you ever get used to the fact that I won't be there
When you wake up in the morning now?
Just a half-full full-size bed
No home, just a house
Could've been there when you woke up in the morning
But I woke up in my car instead
Would you ruin me like you used to?
My remains will become the rain that will pour on your grave
On the day that your mother can't contain it no more
While she begs on her knees saying
"Why can't you tell me what I did to deserve this?
Oh God, just send me to Hell"
But she's no sinner, no matter how bitter, how poor
Will you ever get used to the fact that I won't be there
When you wake up in the morning now?
Just a half-full full-size bed
No home, just a house
Writer(s): Tyler Povanda
