They Sent Me a Picture

They sent me a picture
 Of my little girl the other day
 She was so beautiful,
 She'd grown so tall
 She was laughing
 With her hair brushed from her eyes
 She looked right at the camera
 But she didn't see me
 Her smile went straight through me
 But she didn't see me
 I'm no good to you, oh honey
 I'm no good to me, you know that
 I'm no good to anyone at all
 I'll never be around, mmm
 The day that she was born
 The heat felt heavy and my body low
 The air was steeped with
 Sweet honeysuckle
 I held on to the porch
 Railing in the sun
 Counting contractions
 Waiting for my little one
 Way back when I thought
 That she would be my little one
 I'm no good to you, oh honey
 I'm no good to me, you know that
 I'm no good to anyone at all
 I'll never be around, mmm
 They say if you feel sad and low
 You get to acting bad, I know
 That if it's true then
 I have plumbed the depths
 I can watch myself
 From far away outside
 It wasn't me that did it,
 It was someone else
 I'd never stoop so very low
 It must be someone else
 I'm no good to you, oh honey
 I'm no good to me, you know that
 I'm no good to anyone at all
 I'll never be around, oooh
 And so I tuck her photo back
 Behind the books up on the shelf
 Her smile haunts me
 As I leave the room
 I move into the kitchen
 Looking for a place to hide
 The light above the sink
 Is glaring at me in the night
 I turn my face away
 And I sink slowly in the night
 Oooh
 I'm no good to you
 I'm no good to me
 I'm no good to anyone at all
 I'll never be around