Blues Wrapped in Satin Sheets

Sleeping with satin sheets pulled over your heavy head
You closed your eyes on sedatives and now you've gone to bed
Your ex boyfriend is an addict of some kind
And you yourself are addicted and peace is hard to find so

Don't you feel like an old-time actress?
Who used to drug herself to bed?
Don't you feel like a Lifetime Movie?
With all that bullshit in your head...

You paint on all that red lipstick and your purpose came undone
You used to wander around at night in high heels just for fun
The black coffee was neverending even though you hate the taste
And when you talk, you babble...sometimes it's just a waste so

Don't you feel like an old-time actress?
Who always mumbles to herself
Don't you feel like a Lifetime Movie?
You're always worse off than everyone else...

You sing those songs with that husky voice and then you take a pill
The doctors that you always see tell you you're mentally ill
But you just laugh obnoxiously and swagger out and smoke
Now you feel you got no purpose, you feel like some kind of joke so

Paint your nails red
Paint your lips red
Paint the world red
Paint it red
Dye your hair red
Cry your eyes red
Go to bed.