"patches" lyrics

"patches"

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

I got a hole in my drywall, a hole in my heart
A hole-in-the-wall dive bar where I like to park
My ass on a barstool and listen to Jones
My needle and thread is a song with some strong

'Cause I got scratches from catches on all my rusty old latches
I got rent that ain't spent yet hiding out in my mattress
I got rods that won't reel, I got scars that won't heal
I'm a torn cigarette, wet book of matches
My patches got patches

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

Got a crack in my windshield, a crack in my skull
A crack-of-dawn coffee and I love you all
And it's good to be grateful, grateful is good
Hell, one of these days, I won't behave like I should

'Cause I got scratches from catches on all my rusty old latches
I got rent that ain't spent yet hiding out in my mattress
I got rods that won't reel, I got scars that won't heal
I'm a torn cigarette, wet book of matches
My patches got patches

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

Yeah, being broke down is how I's built
Hey, look over there's another square on the quilt

'Cause I got scratches from catches on all my rusty old latches
I got rent that ain't spent yet hiding out in my mattress
I got rods that won't reel, I got scars that won't heal
I'm a torn cigarette, wet book of matches
My patches got patches
Torn cigarette, wet book of matches
My patches got patches
Torn cigarette, wet book of matches
My patches got patches

My patches got patches
And those patches got patches too
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)


Writer(s): Stephen Lloyd Jr. Wilson
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