Blind To The Cup

mama he doesn't treat me so good
something about him makes me stay put
part of the time he knocks himself out so it's easy
I buy his cigarettes
and I can take it
got him to sit on my sleeve
now I'm alone more than before
blind to the cup I'm sipping from
the more
hold on
I hold on

I'm loosing myself loosing myself hold on I hold on

heart's in the middle got my hand to the breeze
watch your face keep shadows you'll never see me
see me
hold on
I hold on
now I'm alone more than before
blind to the cup I'm sipping from