my mama always told me, "son, you'd best go easy down that road", and she said she was sorry, for all the times she couldn't save my soul, i shoulda listened to her words a little more, before i packed up and i walked right out that door, daddy always told me, "son, you'd better love the best you can", and "don't look back and be sorry, these moments won't be comin' 'round again", but i feel like i could conquer the whole world, when i look up and see those three little girls, but i get lost, i can't find my way, all my pieces glued together for the world to see, mistakes i've made, consumed by some, till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done, now a preacher man once told me, "son, i'm not so sure you can be saved", he said, "life is full of choices, and he sees all the bad ones that you've made", and i said "yeah, you're right, i'll probably go to hell, but goddamn all the stories i can tell", 'cause i'm so lost, i can't find my way, all my pieces glued together for the world to see, mistakes i've made, consumed by some, till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done, so my mama always told me, "son, you'd best go easy down that road"
