Jon James Is Dead

Music // Clutching At Straws (2019)

Sad Solo Violin

03:25
Jon James Is Dead
01/04/2019
J.J. Benson

Lyrics

She grew up in the depression
While her momma was bathin’ in the bathtub gin
Tryin’ to guess when the next axe was gonna fall
Walkin’ on needles and pins
Shut off her facial expression
Not a hint of emotion, no kissin’ kin
No rest, weary, hit the wailing wall
Praying for some light within

She dream sometime of a wedding gown
All the loneliness wearin’ thin
But nobody likes no Debbie Downer
Sad solo violin

Some days feel light as a feather
Most days are heavy as a Mickey Finn
She dress to the nines but don’t care at all
Stranger in her own skin
Change her mind like the weather
And today a big hurricane’s blowin’ in
Waves crest, pull back the wrecking ball
Knock it down, build it up again

She dream sometime of a victory crown
What it might feel like to win
But nobody likes no Debbie Downer
Sad solo violin

Well, here come the old brass knuckle
Time to take another one on the chin
She confess there’s feelings that she can recall
Ain’t hardly worth rememberin’
Will she bend, yeah, will she buckle?
Will she end up in the looney bin?
Cuckoo’s nest, locked up in a padded stall?
Dancin’ with her evil twin?

She dream sometime she’s the talk of the town
Not a wannabe has-been
But nobody likes no Debbie Downer
Sad solo violin

She dreams sometime she can turn it around
But she don’t know where to begin
Noboby likes no Debbie Downer
Sad solo violin