Brooke Campbell: Music
Why?
(Brooke Campbell)
Tie an apron round my waist
Step into this smoky place
I thought I knew what was next
But, I don't. I just work and sleep
Make enough to work and eat
Thought I knew what was next
Every door slams closed
Somehow nobody knows
That's just life, I suppose
But, why?
Tuck a curl behind my ear
Remember when he pulled me near and whispered what was next
But I am my own enemy
And bite the hands that beckon me
So I am what's next
I slam doors closed
Even I don't know
Why love scares me so
Just don't know why
It is all the same to me
If I've lost the favor of the Pristine
I will muscle through with
my slipping youth and single wing
Oh, but it's a lie
I am heartbroken
Now I am full of bullet holes
Through my back
and through my soles
as I bring you your beer
And you don't even know my name
You look past me and to the game
That's just how life feels
When every door slams closed
Somehow nobody knows
That's just life, I suppose
But, why?