Good Luck - Worriers

Sow how’s New England

In perpetual autumn and winter?

After all did you get what you asked for?

A farmhouse with parquet floors

How’s the hypocrite?

Are the vitamins working?

I’ll bet you’ll just fake it till your point is made

I’m getting mean in my old age

Not gonna lie

Not gonna lie

I hope you

I hope you hate New England

So how’s the country living?

How’s the rural life?

Call me names like I care

But I know you’re still a wife

Did I get that four letter word right?

You wanna judge

So I’ll just wait

Sit back and watch as your

Self-righteous plans just disintegrate

It’s quite a twist of fate