Making It Up EP

May 17, 2019
Shotgun House Records

Going Crazy
Sit Here & Cry
Letters From Prison
There You Go
Making It Up

Vocals & Songs Written By
Kathryn Legendre

Mixed & Engineered By
Steve Christensen

Bass & Produced By Scott Davis

Guitar & Harmonies By
Brian Broussard

Fiddle & Harmonies By
Eddie Dickerson

Drums By Taylor Englert

1. Going Crazy

Well I think I'm going crazy
I'm in a total mental bust
My friends say I'm acting strangely
I’ve been lookin’ a little rough
Yeah I think I'm going crazy
And I’ve only got myself to blame
Ain’t there someone who can save me
Before I finally go insane

I've been goin’ off the deep end
Saying things that I don't mean
I've never had such trouble sleepin’
Like I'm caught up in some bad dream

Got no prescription from the doctor
No cure from Eastern therapies
I pray to God but he quit answerin'
Just as I've come to believe

That I think I'm going crazy
I'm in a total mental bust
My friends say I'm acting strangely
I’ve been lookin’ a little rough
Yeah I think I'm going crazy
And I’ve only got myself to blame
Ain’t there someone who can save me
Before I finally go insane

I know the fever's bound to kill me
If I don’t make some kind of change
but how do I begin to carry on
when it feels like my whole life’s in retrograde

And I think I'm going crazy
I'm in a total mental bust
My friends say I'm acting strangely
I’ve been lookin’ a little rough
Yeah I think I'm going crazy
And I’ve only got myself to blame
Ain’t there someone who can save me
Before I finally go insane

Aw, make it quick ‘cause I think lately
Oh, I’m about to go insane

2. Sit Here & Cry

What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger
But I can’t wait any longer
Words only fail when you’re going through hell

So if you’re looking down on me
Can you spare some dignity?
‘Cause lately, I ain’t doing so well

I’m gonna sit here and cry like I said I wouldn’t do
'Cause I’m desperate and lonely and I’ve got nothing left to prove
I’m gonna wallow in my misery like and ignorant fool
I’m gonna sit here and cry ‘til I’m all out of blues

Call it weakness, being a woman
Or just a run of bad fortune
But each penny I pick up don’t amount to no luck

I did my best to follow through
But the world can be so damn cruel
And I’m caught in the grips of its clutch

So I’m gonna sit here and cry like I said I wouldn’t do
‘Cause I’m desperate and lonely and I’ve got nothing left to prove
I’m gonna wallow in my misery like and ignorant fool
I’m gonna sit here and cry ‘til I’m all out of blues

I know all things must come to an end
Maybe that's when I'll try to pick myself up again
but until then…

I’m gonna sit here and cry like I said I wouldn’t do
‘Cause I’m desperate and lonely and I’ve got nothing left to prove
I’m gonna wallow in my misery like and ignorant fool
I’m gonna sit here and cry ‘til I’m all out of blues
I’m gonna sit here and cry ‘til I’m all out of blues

3. Letters From Prison

She's waiting by the window for the post man to come by
To lay the flag and put a stack of mail in her front drive
She sets aside the magazines and throws away the bills
The only things that she wants come from the wrong side of the hill

She spends the day makin' each one a special package
With pages sprayed in her perfume and photos of her great assets
She's got men from here to Huntsville and every map dot in-between
Known near and far as the sweetheart of the state penitentiaries

She gets...
Letters from prison, her own inmate bouquet
Her correspondent boyfriend's got a brand new ball and chain
Letters from prison, sealed with a kiss or two
'Cause even the bas boys, they need some lovin' too
She promises to see 'em when they're done doin' time
But they're all serving sentences of 25 to life
For a little taste of freedom, they can just drop her a line
They might've been convicted once, but lovin' ain't a crime

4. There You Go

There you go again, on the road again
It don't get easier saying goodbye
And it ain't over yet, still feels like you just left
Now what am I gonna do with all this time

Washing dishes in the sink, tends to give me too much time to think
And count the hours since I've seen your smiling face
Your clothes hang in the hall, like our pictures on the wall
But our home has never looked so out of place

I try to keep myself at bay, but I miss you every day
You took off when I needed you the most
All I've got to get me through are these memories of you
It's easier believing in a ghost
There you go again and here I am alone

I go out with our friends, try to forget now and then
But every night reminds me that I’m on my own
The questions never change, the answer's still the same
Since I realized that you weren't coming home

There you go again, on the road again
It don't get easier saying goodbye
And it ain't over yet, still feels like you just left
I wish I'd known that it would be for the last time

5. Making It Up

One of these days, I'm gonna burst into flames
Cast off and cash in my 401K
'Cause I burn too bright for anyone to handle
Always dreaming of reasons to run off and ramble
Wanna trade all this weight, for a lighter kind of load
And point these two wheels on down some open road
I ain't headed for nowhere, I just wanna go there
So I'm making it up as I go

It's all spinning in circles when you can't rest your head
Keep burning the candle at both of its ends
But if it ain't in the rear view, or in front of my face
I'll find any old bar that'll lend me the space
To down Mexican beer for to fill up my ego
Then lie to the strangers and give them a show
I got stories to sell and opinions to tell
And I'm making it up as I go

When I look around, no one's paying attention
It's like they've got nothing left of which to believe in
Are these the signs of the times, or has it all gone too far
When there's too many lights, then you won't see the stars
Can't say how I got here, and I may never know
But I'll follow along ‘til it carries me home
No, I don't understand it, this ain't how I planned it
But I'm making it up as I go