White Trash Existence

(Joshua Lyons)

It's a bitter, resentful song to an ex who has left him for what he views as white trash.

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Verse 1
Tell me
How this man is better than me
I may have nothing
But at least I'm smart
To a degree
Lately I question
The accuracy
Of that claim
When I get myself
Wrapped back up in your
Childish games

Chorus 
How can you sleep at night with him by your side
Where is the you I knew
Who'd never reside in thjs
Whjte trash existence 
Where you decided to 6
The girl who'd look at someone like you and
Say she’d have rather died

Verse 2
Do you tell him how you call me every night
If you had never left me
You and him would never fight
I take comfort knowing that
He's seeing you at your worst
End up offended when
I think about what he had seen first
You portray yourself in a deceitful way
Nothing you say is true 
Why was he shown an illusion
Known only to a privileged few

Chorus
How do you live with who you are inside 
Where is the girl I knew
Who would have cried if this
White trash existence
A year ago had been described
The girl who'd look at what she turned into
And say she'd have rather died

Verse 3
Has all the lead
In the air there
Gone to your head
Why am I surprised
That lies aren't all you easily spread
You moved away said you moved up
When moving on but you moved
So far down this list that you are gone
My life is shit
But I can sit back
Look at yours and laugh
I always knew you for your wit
I guess it found it's half

Chorus 
How could you just throw all we were aside
There is no sign of who I knew
In those lies, if this
White trash existence and 
Trailer trash you stand beside
Who you turned into
You may as well have died
© Joshua Lyons 2017