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A Whole Jar of Pain... and Tartar Sauce 2 by Doctor

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A Whole Jar of Pain... and Tartar Sauce 2 by Doctor - Country,Male vocals music cover art

A Whole Jar of Pain... and Tartar Sauce 2

Country,Male vocals

0:003:39
Lyrics
Description
Verse 1:
Woke up this mornin’, sun broke through the blinds,
My truck was gone, and so was the green that blew my mind.
She packed up my weed, peeled out down the drive,
Now I'm sittin’ here wonderin’ how I'm still alive.
Pre-Chorus:
And I'm fishin’ in the mailbox, lookin’ for my keys,
Thinkin’ ‘bout the past and beggin’ God please...
Chorus:
Now I’m eatin’ my fingers, dipped in tartar sauce,
Tryna play guitar, but my pickin’ days are lost.
She stole my ride, my stash, my pride,
Left me here with ketchup tears I cried.
No fingers, no truck, just me and the moss—
And a whole jar of pain... and tartar sauce.
Verse 2:
I tried to write a letter but the pen kept slippin’ by,
Kinda hard to hold it when you ain't got no hands to try.
Still strummin’ my six-string with my elbows and my soul,
Playin’ sad songs on the porch, punchin’ fate full of holes.
Pre-Chorus:
Yeah I'm huntin’ through the cushions for some crumbs of peace,
But all I find’s my dignity, covered in grease.
Chorus:
Now I’m eatin’ my fingers, dipped in tartar sauce,
Tryna play guitar, but my pickin’ days are lost.
She stole my ride, my stash, my pride,
Left me here with ketchup tears I cried.
No fingers, no truck, just me and the moss—
And a whole jar of pain... and tartar sauce.
Bridge:
They say love hurts — but this one bit clean through,
She left my world in pieces like my knuckles chewed.
Now I got no blinker, no blunt, no tune,
Just me howlin’ lonesome at a mayonnaise moon.
Final Chorus:
Yeah, I’m lickin’ my fingers, but there’s nothin’ there,
Tryna pluck a broken heart outta thin country air.
She drove off with my joy and my Tennessee flask,
Now I’m just a man with a bandaged past.
No fingers, no truck, just me and the moss—
And a whole jar of pain... and tartar sauce.
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