Sure As Shit

Kathleen Edwards - 《Asking For Flowers》

Choosing my words carefully

Has never been my strength

I've been known to be vague

And often pointless

But you sure as shit know me

Better than anybody else

And for that in my heart

I am hopeful

So I helped you

pack your bags

And I folded up

your snap shirts

When you come back

It will already

be the winter

If you look at other girls

Working out in the nighttime

I don't mind but

I don't want to know it

And these years that

I have known you

It's gone and

blurred my sense of time

Now I can hardly even recall

What came before this

Letters left on pillows

Messages left on phones

Postcards in the mail

When we sent them

Cobwebs all collected

Paintings on the walls

Lounging around all day

In a hot pink

chenille housecoat

And the secrets

that I whispered

In your ear while

you were sleeping

You can call to mind

when you're

Out in the world without me

Oh the denim king

I sure as shit do love you

And I cuss because

I mean it

And for that in my heart

I am hopeful

And these words

that I chose

I was so careful