My good looks won’t save my kids

from their dad’s predicament.

They won’t see my face like this

see my face as a shadow



I could be wrong

or I could be strong



The penny-rate my love collects

could set your ass on fire

Instead of praying thankful hallelujahs

on the wire

You turn on your radio regardless

as you start your car

But baby don’t believe it

when he tells you who you are



He could be wrong and

you could be strong

You’re finding out you’re selfish

because you like your happiness

Don’t sacrifice it to the average

Keep it for yourself



They’ll buy your butterflies

and price them down

to clean the racks

Until a kid like you

can buy them back



I could be wrong

or I could be strong