Sometimes Chicken Soup
Met you at the Sav-on,
Really never met you at all.
I was there to pick up pills
You were passing there in the aisle
Went home and wrote these
Words you'll never hear.
Then walked right back the next day,
to see if you were there.
Damn girl I got to keep on digging,
Just so we can breathe
Stay awake, will we be found?
I know we're way too late.
Just how far to the other side,
As blind as I could be
To look at your new mountains,
Or the sandbox by your tree
Got your name from Flaco
Got a lucky break
Sophie was a guy's girl
Looked like a princess but didn't feel that great.
To walk back doing time for someone else
But then it never came
Damn girl I got to keep on digging,
Just so we can breathe
Stay awake, will we be found?
I know we're way too late.
Just how far to the other side,
As blind as I could be
To look at your new mountain,
Or the sandbox by your tree
Sometimes white on Sundays
Sometimes chicken soup
Juana said she met a boy
Sounded like she was leaving for somewhere
Turned up for nowhere
Saying she was open to meet you too
But I thought you were going away to meet someone new
Damn girl I got to keep on digging,
Just so we can breathe
Stay awake, will we be found?
I know we're way too late.
Just how far to the other side,
As blind as I could be
To look at your new mountain,
Or the sandbox by your tree
Really never met you at all.
I was there to pick up pills
You were passing there in the aisle
Went home and wrote these
Words you'll never hear.
Then walked right back the next day,
to see if you were there.
Damn girl I got to keep on digging,
Just so we can breathe
Stay awake, will we be found?
I know we're way too late.
Just how far to the other side,
As blind as I could be
To look at your new mountains,
Or the sandbox by your tree
Got your name from Flaco
Got a lucky break
Sophie was a guy's girl
Looked like a princess but didn't feel that great.
To walk back doing time for someone else
But then it never came
Damn girl I got to keep on digging,
Just so we can breathe
Stay awake, will we be found?
I know we're way too late.
Just how far to the other side,
As blind as I could be
To look at your new mountain,
Or the sandbox by your tree
Sometimes white on Sundays
Sometimes chicken soup
Juana said she met a boy
Sounded like she was leaving for somewhere
Turned up for nowhere
Saying she was open to meet you too
But I thought you were going away to meet someone new
Damn girl I got to keep on digging,
Just so we can breathe
Stay awake, will we be found?
I know we're way too late.
Just how far to the other side,
As blind as I could be
To look at your new mountain,
Or the sandbox by your tree
Credits
Writer(s): Scott Weiland, Douglas Allan Grean
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