skdmrkz

skdmrkz:

There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, 
But I’m too tough for him
I say, “stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you”
There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, 
But I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke 
And the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks
Never know that he’s in there