Charmless Silver Chain

She must’ve been a beautiful child
But something made her run wild
Now she sees the world
Through a wanted gunfighter’s cold blue bloodshot eyes

But it’s not the sweat-stained shirt she wears
Or the trash and leaves in her matted hair
That says it all
It’s that charmless silver chain
That hangs around her sun burnt neck

She caught me staring at her
And gave me the middle finger
So, I looked away
And thought about my long lost homeless older brother

And it’s not the knife on her bony hip
Or the open sore on her smoke-stained lips
That says it all
It’s that charmless silver chain
That hangs around her sun burnt neck

And I could give her my mother’s favorite charm
The one that she loves for all its wear and tarnish
But I know it wouldn’t mean a goddamn thing
Because I can’t give her the charms deeper meaning

And it’s not the scars on her arms and legs
Or the noise of all her plastic bags
That says it all
It’s that charmless silver chain
That hangs around her sun burnt neck

It’s that charmless silver chain
That hangs around her sun burnt neck
 

© 2018 Plaid Rain Music (BMI)