Notches On My Belt

Looks like he cost a $5 at a drugstore

Buy a pint ‘cuz he’ll drain you like a sore

And kick him to the curb

And pour, baby pour

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

Collecting broken shells

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

I’d do it all again

You were the apple of my eye

Picked from the tree and the fruit quickly died

You leave the worst taste in my mouth

Wish I’d spit you out

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

Collecting broken shells

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

I’d do it all again

Remember how you used to hang me out to dry

Keep me close by

On the clothing line

Your clothespins made me bleed from my sides

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

Collecting broken shells

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

I’d do it all again

Give God your girlhood

He’ll make you a whore

I miss who I was

Was before

A year later and I

Hate you so much more

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

Collecting broken shells

I’m to blame

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

I’d do it all again

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

Collecting broken shells

They’re all the same

I do it to myself

Notches on my belt

I’d do it all again