30 Days

I can’t keep a man
For more than 30 days
I can’t keep a man
For more than 30 days
Some call it leaving
Others are running away

Boring is the day
And I want to get high
Boring is the day
And I want to get high

I’m pale as a bone cause
I only go out at night, I
Only go out at night

[?] like my heavy heart
And selfish are my ways
[?] like my heavy heart
And selfish are my ways

I had a good man
Who loved me all the same
And lord knows waking
Is the saddest thing of all, yeah
No, lord knows waking
Is the saddest thing of all

If I’d a dime for every reason
I’d be in New York City now
Or off to california, cause

I can’t keep a man
For more than 30 days
Lord, I can’t keep a man
For more than 30 days

Some call it leaving
Others are running away, child
Others are running away