Flirtin' With the Blues

07/05/2007
by Tom Flannery
copyright 2007 (BMI)

They tell me to live then they teach me to die
I get through the day trying not to cry
for who's sake am I'm tossin' and turnin' this way
fear for tomorrow and disdain for today
my head gets filled up with things that I can't use
wise man said son "you're flirtin' with the blues"

Coffee on the table is grown cold to the touch
burrow through my kitchen but don't expect too much
maybe the trace of a woman who once darkened my door
or the tracks of my landlord carved into the floor
looking for another soul...another soul to pay his dues
I woke up this morning I was flirtin' with the blues

so I'm gone gone gone 
no use in sticking 'round
when the ghosts they haunt my head
and the living are in the ground
I wish I could fly in the mornings
and swim all night long
all day smile for the camera
and act like nothing's wrong
all day smile for the camera
and act like nothing's wrong

Growing up is growing old they never tell you that
push you out, get you up, and then they'll lay you flat
skin like leather and eyes like a motel peep hole
begged and borrowed what I never stole
the power to console and the power to confuse
and the strength to keep on keeping on...flirtin' with the blues
the power to console and the power to confuse
and the strength to keep on keeping on...flirtin' with the blues