Killjoy from The Killjoy by Sarah Gross

Touchdown in Suffolk County
Joy was an anxious flyer
About twenty years before her mama even thought to retire
And she never suffered
Always had a good roof to live under

But she forgot she had it made
She cursed each freckle on her face
And let a good thing go to waste

I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She never got to make it
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She just got a little taste of freedom
I didn’t mean to kill Joy

Now she’s playing songs in her local bar,
Begging for pennies in a mason jar
To see a better day
And she’s too damn good for what they pay her
Got blood stains on her beat up taylor
But she blew them all away
But hey, I can’t give an honest review
There’s not one thing i know how to do
But I know there’s power in 22

I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She never got to make it
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She just got a little taste of freedom
I didn’t mean to kill Joy

I’ve never been this far before (I’ve never been this far before)
I’ll never be this far behind again (i’ll never be this far behind)

I’ve never been this far before (I’ve never been this far before)
And I’ll never be this far behind again


I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She never got to make it
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
But sometimes I still see her in the mirror
I didn’t mean to kill Joy

• Acoustic
• Americana
• Rock
• alt-country
• bluegrass
• folk
• folk pop
• singer-songwriter
• songwriter
• New York