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Tracy Walton
think you do
As a kid I was known to fight
Not afraid of the afterlife
Hopefully Iâve paid my dues
Wasnât much for school or books
Struggled with my mothers looks
I followed in my fathers shoes
Now you say you never knew me
I think you do
Left home in 84 fourteen and wanting more
I still donât know what I thought I knew
Took a job in the factories fell apart in 93
Some say I was born to lose
Now you say you never knew me
I think you do
Went home and I tried to find
Reconcile some piece of mind
But itâs to late to see the truth
Sign says all night coffees black the lights are bright
Yet I sit in an empty booth
Now you say you never knew me
I think you do