Balls of Steel

I used to have balls of steel
There was nothing in this world
That could make me cower down
I always jumped the ledge
I lived on the edge
I was the baddest ass in town

But steel turns soft at a thousand degrees
You heated me up to my boiling point
You were a slot machine
And I threw in every coin

Now I’m a timid, little, weeping willow
And I hope nobody sees
I hope nobody sees
I hope nobody sees

I used to look down on men
Who would run from every gun
And let their lovers take the wheel
I never tried to see
What I would be
Without my big-ass balls of steel

But steel turns soft at a thousand degrees
You heated me up to my boiling point
You were a slot machine
And I threw in every coin

Now I’m a timid, little, weeping willow
And I hope nobody sees
I hope nobody sees
I hope nobody sees

But steel turns soft at a thousand degrees
Your name’s not Layla, but you got me on my knees
I wish I’d never taught you about the birds and the bees
I’m a dog scratching itches from a hundred million flees

Now I’m a timid, little, weeping willow
And I hope nobody sees
I hope nobody sees
I hope nobody sees

Now I’m a timid, little, weeping willow
And I hope nobody sees
I hope nobody sees
My shriveled balls of steel

Copyright 2015. Words and music by F.N. de Boer

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