Pat The Bunny - Song for a Supermarket Parking Lot lyrics

On Mondays, I do the laundry at a twenty four hour place next to the Dollar Tree I know that I could walk, but god I love to drive I thought about calling and asking forgiveness But hell, I'm afraid of the dogs that I live with I guess you take it one thing at a time I thought about Jesse on Tuesday morning; Last I heard, he was still doped up in Portland I could call and ask, but hell, I know he'd lie Like my neighbor, he's got business If you don't know about it, better keep your distance Ain't no one on this street ever called a cop in their life On Wednesday, ran into Connor Drinking like he was already a goner He said he'd like to change if he could grow a spine I said: "When you talk like that, you make me real nervous No, don't be inviting me to your funeral service Throw down your f**ing chips, let's play for keeps this time." Like on Thursday when you called and woke me up I heard you started smoking crack again and caught up: Catching cases, robbing houses, just to stay alive So I hung up, and called Vanessa And I told them that I left the rent on the dresser It wasn't even half of three weeks late this time On Fridays, I do the laundry At the twenty-four hour place next to the Dollar Tree Past the neighbors reaching heaven with their trucks so high I thought about calling and asking forgiveness But lately I don't even know what that word is I've got police on my six, because they think it's a crime