Joel Edwards - Damn Old Gertrude Lyrics

Everyday it's getting closer
But I just sit waiting for the end
I told someone that i'd be over
But i can't work the will up to pretend
I feel inside of me
A different kind of grief
No one else is gonna be your friend

Can you hear a preacher preaching
He's preaching on the sermon on the mount
He says blessed are the weak ones
Cause everything for them has just gone south
I wonder if the Lord
Will give me room and board
No one else is gonna be your friend

Damn old Gertrude's in the basement
She's feeding on the arrogance of time
Dirty bottles, drugs, and visions
Provide a way to take away a life
She has no reason why
But she'll make sure you will die
No one else is gonna be your friend

Indiana you are calling
For sinners in the habits of their sins
Where no one really has a hobby
But setting up our loved ones from within
It's in this lonely town
And it's woven all around
No one else is gonna be your friend

Next time i am in the church house
I'll light a candle, then i'll blow it out
For every homesick daughter waiting
For weak ones to come teach her how to shout
But until that day
I have nothing to say
No one else is gonna be your friend