Very Thing Lyrics

Very Thing lyrics

The bar closes early on the Sabbath day

So me and my kid we hit the park
to play

Then it'd start to rain so we'd walk home again

He asked
why he was born 

I don't know what to say



I don't feel
guilty and I don't feel sad

This mother fucking life is the best he's
had

I said I've been there sonny and it ain't that bad

I took my
hits from the shits back when I was a lad



So long ago and even
though I tried

I couldn't make him see the life he had cast in front of
me

And even though I cried I couldn't make him be the very thing I
needed



His mother'd make a scene when I come home late 

She
look like she's dying but she's twenty eight

I never loved that whore I
never will no more 

Except for a month back in '84

The jam was
playing and my heart stood still gazing at a shadow on the window sill



So long ago and even though I tried I couldn't make her see I wasn't
quite the man she thought I'd be

And even though I cried I couldn't make
her be the very thing I needed



And even though I tried I couldn't
make her see I wasn't quite the man she thought I'd be

And even though I
cried I couldn't make her be the very thing I needed



Could she be
the very thing I needed?

Could she be the very thing

the very
thing



Push yourself away from your one best friend

Who's
going to love you when you reach the end?

Who will?

Who will?

Who will?