Oh Shucks

I’m staring down at my whiskey now, oh shucks
Crying in the grass and making bad sense, uh huh
No one ever sees me cry
She is my real tough guy
And she never told me why
But I know
Because I knew it all when I looked into that creature’s eyes
She’s a bull dyke and she makes me come to life each time
Oh, she is such a real tough guy
But I try to treat her great
And no one ever hears me cry
You’re special person that way
You’re a scumbag and I’m sad about that, oh shucks
That’s the way I like it
Makes me want to shout
And she really drove me south
I let her live at my house
I’ll just figure it out