Tender

I hate tryna speak
With that lump in my throat
Crying on the phone
You don’t have to stay and listen, baby
It’ll pass by morning
I’ve just been so tender lately
You know my body’s been achin'
Since I turned nineteen I’ve become an old lady
I just wanna come to you at the end of the day
And tell you everything is alright
And, honey, you don’t have to see this through
I can make it up to you
Just give me some time
Everybody tells me that if I just sold my body
Then I could live a life that’s really mine
Show me the sound that the red-winged blackbird makes
Maybe I can hear it over all this goddamn noise
I’d take this pain, return it to the sender
I’m tired of always being so damn tender
You’ve been so brave
You’ve been carving a life
Transforming in plain sight
I can always make it about me
It’s what I do best
Am I really good for you baby?