Second Hand Soul by Ryan Balthrop
Woke up this morning, could not recall what it was that we did last night. Not a thing at all.
Looked over in the corner, saw my baby standing up against the wall.
I rubbed my sleepy eyes, she was standing up about ten feet tall.
She reached out her hands, all I saw was claws. She dug a hole down deep inside me,
I gave her everything, and she took it all. Even got away with my soul, and walked right out the bedroom door.
She stole my soul and sold on off to the second hand store.
What's a man to do? ABout lost all control. Woman done broke my heart, then she went and stole my soul.
Walked out the door and down to the second hand store. Old girl said she could take no less. I can't pay no more.
I guess it's time to go search for my soul at the second hand store. My woman took off with it, and left nothing but a great big hole.
Standing in line at the second store. My woman stole my soul, and should it the man at the second hand store.
Looking back in line, there's three more men standing behind, we all having the same bad day. Trying to find our souls.
Where's the first place your gonna go? Second hand store. My woman said she can take no less, I can't pay no more.