TRY

I’ve got my eyes set on a woman
Brings my life a shiny little moment
I try; she’s the higher law

I’ve got my eyes set on a woman
Brings my demise despite good intentions
I try; she brings the law

Goodbye lover
Never found another
Get in your taxes and cry

She never understood why I drunk so foolishly
Spent it all
Never kept receipts

Woman of the lonesome kind
Heart and soul turns on a dime

Stabbing morons
Shoes that walk on
Only because I
Try

-- words, music, and sampling by Ian Colvert