Buttercup Lucinda Williams

You talk about the junk you did
Like you talk about climbing trees
You look like a little kid
With bruises on your knees

You will never cop
To the damage that's been done
You will never stop
'Cause it's too much fun

Now you want somebody to be your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup

You already suck me dry
Can't do it any more, honey
You rough me up and make me cry
And you wanna borrow money

You say you feel like a failure
And wish you could take it all back
Well honey, I gotta tell ya
It's a little too late for that

Now you want somebody to be your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup