Richard McGraw - Balmville Motel lyrics

I remember you well in the Balmville Motel. Neglecting me was what you did well. Gave to my friends your charms without end. And to me you gave nothing but hell. And those were the reasons and that was Newburgh, I was thin I was nothing I was flesh. And you were a beast whose flesh did not cease, for tyrants to rule slaves to say please. And those you have saved lie still in their graves with stories dirty and true. Those you have hurt, well they found their worth in stories they did not choose. Cruelty of taste, was it my face? Cruelty of sin, was it my skin? I remember you well in the Balmville Motel like the future you could not foresee. Me unemployed in song and in void, and you gave birth to someone like me. I took the guitar that your father once wore and I laid my songs down at your feet. And what did I win, your heart without skin? Is that something you'd feed to boys who say please? And those you have saved lie still in their graves with stories dirty and true. Those that you hurt well they found their worth in stories they did not choose. Cruelty of taste, was it my face? Cruelty of sin, was my body too thin? I've been focusing well on the things I must sell. After ten years you learn to be fierce. Like an old Balmville tree you might never see me. And after thirty or more we'll be no more.