Brittle End Lyrics

Seasons creeping
sun growing cold
feeling brittle and oldWhite bark trees bending over in the snow
It's natural I'm toldWhen the thaw comes
they stand straight and tall
and their leaves die in the fallNot like me
they say I'll never bend
I'll just meet my brittle endMy brittle end (X3)Endlessly
I chop for wood
in my garage when I was youngFriendlessly
I think I is good
better watch my tonguePush me once
my momma said
better hope jesus savesPush me twice
if you didn't die
You'll be in your graveYou'll be in your grave(X3)(JAM)What the Fuck!?
I said too much
adios my friendFuck a duck

Your tough luck
I'll be here till the endI'll be here till the end (X3)Maybe just in your headOne day this white tree won't bend