John Jordan - The Hell in Helen Lyrics

She only calls me when she's drunk
I only call her when I'm horny
Who'd a thunk who'd a thunk
Our relationship would be so thorny
She only calls me when she's lit
I only call her when I'm feelin' it
We can't stand each other I'm telling you brother
That's why we never see each other

One drink, two drinks, three drinks, four
Can't even set one foot out the door
She's a stumbling drunk ass bitch
But sometimes I just get an itch
Nostalgia for days long gone
When we sang a sweeter song
When one hand washed the other
Single man and single mother

But since her child went away
She's been drinking every day
I feel for her I do feel sad
That she's always feeling bad
Tried to help but she's a bottomless pit
And I let her get away with it
Try to lift her up when she feels down
But can't stand having her around

Eating garbage staying out late
I would not want to have her fate
As youth's blossoms fall away
Both of us just wither away
Two lost souls wandering the plains
On separate tracks our separate trains
When she calls I see her number
My heart becomes a little number

I know that if I take the call
My mood will surely take a fall
But I can't seem to give up completely
Even though I don't want her to see me
So I just listen, lend an ear
Listen to her doom and drear
And offer soothing words of comfort
But by her I will no longer be hurt

Yes I know she has nothing to offer
But I am not going to write off her
There's always hope she'll find the light
And make it safe out of the night
So I grit my teeth and hear her
Trying so hard not to fear her
I'm not buying what she's sellin'
She really puts the Hell in Helen