Well the downtown whores are calling my name, but I'm just walking blind
Yeah the weak and the poor struggle to claim my uncaring mind
These woes of mortal men, these worthless things of the world
Well I don't care and I won't pretend 'cause tonight I'm mad at a girl
Every stranger's face seems like it holds more than it reveals
Every street I pace sparkles with gold, but that's not how it feels
I stand on the river's rim, but I'm not searching for pearls
Just finding a hole as deep as I'm in, 'cause tonight I'm mad at a girl
No, I don't need a close friend's ear, that gut spilling stuff is for squares
And I never go around mirrors, I don't wanna see someone that cares
I've gone miles dodging the blame, torn these soles apart
I've raked my nails over the name that I wear on my heart
And I've swallowed pride enough to make my stomach curl
Yeah tomorrow I'll be begging for love, but tonight I'm mad at a girl
- :
- Upland Stories
- Gone Away Backward
- Miscellaneous
- Robbie Fulks on Audiotree Live
- Alabama at Night
- Uprooted: The Best of Roots Country Singer Songwriters
- South Mouth
- 13 Hillbilly Giants
- Couples In Trouble
- Country Love Songs
- The Bottle Let Me Down: Songs for Bumpy Wagon Rides
- Mile Marker 383: Starbucks Songs From the Open Road
- Live at Double Door 1/16/04 (disc 2)
- Georgia Hard
- New Country: Volume 5, Number 2
- Hell-Bent-Insurgent Country, Volume 2
- The Riversound Cafe, Volume One
- The Flintstones in Viva Rock Vegas
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 62: October 1998
- Bloodshot Records Sampler 2001