The Lady In The Bar Late At Work

I cannot move faster than this
I don't run like I cry
I take my patience from my son
And he's not getting by

I have my breasts to him a lot
His life depends on mine
You know I cannot drink that now
Don't listen to me sigh

Do not fret if you're the fifteenth
Tonight it's about fun
Be very slow with how you flow
It's all too far, the sun

Please hush now baby, do not mind
That I'm not there for you
The world is proof you don't need me
Prove that it is untrue