If it is, then it is..

If it ain't, then it ain't. And it isn't ever what's expected, written in needle-point on a rag.

What's left from saturday night, on wednesday morning. Just buzzing on the sobriety before the storm..

When I'll sink my ship.

& if it is, then it is, darlin'.

If it ain't then it ain't

and I'm not placing my bets by the marks on your face.

Because you study me harder when you're grades are fallin',

and you tell me it's hard to concentrate on her when I keep callin' you darlin'.

She ain't so fair, and she isn't aware of the fingerprints left in the dust.

Just to see if you'll notice. And if you don't, you don't.

If you don't want something, you won't.

Sugar, please listen up. You're coffee's dark, and I've sweetened your cup.

But there ain't no candy coating when the morning comes.

So it was written in a letter, sent with a dime found in the floorboard in cold months by fingertips so numb, you couldn't feel me squeezing your hand when the phone rang.

So it rang.

If it is, than it is. 

And I'm guessin' it ain't.

So it' ain't.