Weeping Tile - Judy G. lyrics

We're rollin'? Well I used to write lists I use... Why don't I count 'em in dude? I got a groove in my head, man One, two, three... five Well I used to write lists I used to like this What would I miss if I was gone? I said, "don't steal my story" And then I was sorry I feel bad when you do Is that wrong? And I don't know a jazz chord Or write like I'm lovelorn There's so much in everything most times At others you feel trapped And too proud to act mad Do they know what goes on In your mind? When every d**h sonnet Has got your name on it There's no Judy Garland In her Easter bonnet It's not like you wanted it Here, less clear Well he mailed a postcard Sent from the same city To her only permanent place And it made her happy And tired of self pity Only lookin' for a place Eyes follow her finger Down the right column To circle and then put away Too far outta town And no money down Is still more than I'm willing to pay When every d**h sonnet Has got your name on it There's no Judy Garland In her Easter bonnet It's not like you wanted it Here, less clear I want you to know That I'm right I want you to know That I'm right Oh, I want you to know That I'm right Here, less clear