Song For A Tree Frog Cut Down In It's Prime Lyrics

Ames Curve Song For A Tree Frog Cut Down In It's Prime

We traveled the world together, or at least this time-
zone, knocking eachother down all along the way. Rolling
around in the grass your thumb gouged into my cheek,
remember hide and seek under the porch when Sean threw
glass at your head, there was blood every where. Blood,
man, blood. Blood, man, blood. Blood. My mom always said
that you never had it easy, no question that is true. But
you make only terrible decisions and friends with drunken
reprobates. Mike put down the pipe, and pick up the
pieces of your life. I mean this in the nicest way
possible, and not that it doesn't apply to me, learn some
self control.