Tom MacDonald - Spilt Milk lyrics

I've been broke for most my life
I spent my money on liquor
Worked on the oil rigs for
Years and I developed addictions
I had roaches in my livin' room
And mice in my kitchen
I crashed my car in a ditch
Runnin' from cops in the winter
Me and my dad had moved away from
Both my mom and my sister
To build a life for the family
We wouldn't have if we didn't
Hittin' garage sales and furnishin' the
Basement we lived in so I ain't ever tryna
Hear about white privilege
Me and my daddy shared a room
And an air mattress beforе
It would deflate while wе slept
We'd both wake up on the floor
I got bullied bad in school
And they suspended me for
Tellin' kids my dad would shoot 'em
I couldn't take it no more
One of my very best friends got
Shot and killed by the pigs
And I will never forget him
I put his name in my skin
I got my ex-girl pregnant
Guess you know what she did
'Cause I'm thirty-two, ain't got no kid

We don't need to cry over spilt milk
Even though sometimes I still will
Big boys don't cry
I made mountains out of molehills
I became a man in the oil fields
Big boys don't cry

Yo, I had a lot of girlfriends
But they were never stable
I was always too wasted and
I was everything but faithful
Couldn't keep a job for long enough
To keep my plate full
Put a blanket on a cardboard box
That was my table
I remember when my dog died
The little things that stick with me
Dad workin' in Alaska, me and Mama in between
Tryna make the best of it
We went and bought a Christmas tree
And wrapped it in extension cords to
Straighten out the way it leaned
Lonely and embarrassed
Losin' most of my friendships
I put my fist through the wall
When I was tryna express it
I felt crazy, I felt ugly, I felt stupid
Pathetic but lookin' back I know the truth
Anxiety and depression
Me and my sister fought like cats and
Dogs and I don't know why
She got the chickenpox inside her
Brain and she almost died at the hospital
The doctor gave her a shot in the spine
I heard her scream from down the hall
That's still the hardest I've cried

We don't need to cry over spilt milk
Even though sometimes I still will
Big boys don't cry
I made mountains out of molehills
I became a man in the oil fields
Big boys don't cry

I was a wrestler before I was an artist
Was practically the best in
Canada when I departed
It was my light in the darkness
When life had gotten the hardest
Man, thank God for 'Stone Cold' Steve Austin
I remember swingin' hammers, buildin' houses
Couldn't hack it
Man, the best part of workin' in construction
Was the drugs that my bosses had
My homie overdosed and I mixed
Oxy wit' a tranexamic woke up in the back of
An ambulance, I love you, glenn
Rappers were I lived were never nice
They nonbelievers
They never showed me love and I
Bought all of they T-shirts
These days I wouldn't wave if I
Saw 'em in the bleachers
Why you think I ain't doin'
No features? Fuck everyone
I screamed and yelled and
Fought against my parents, i was careless
Tom MacDonald is a teenager? Fuck
I'm embarrassed
All the wrongs and the hurt and
Mistakes that I still feel
They ain't nothin' but some spilt milk

We don't need to cry over spilt milk
Even though sometimes I still will
Big boys don't cry
I made mountains out of molehills
I became a man in the oil fields
Big boys don't cry
We don't need to cry over spilt milk
Even though sometimes I still will
Big boys don't cry
I made mountains out of molehills
I became a man in the oil fields
Big boys don't cry