Hurricanes and Hand Grenades

I got a glass of wine I got a cigarette I should be feeling fine I ain't feeling nothing yet She's leading the second line Feel like I'm in front of it I guess, I am tonight I got a cigarette My glass is empty now I got a little wine Well, I ain't gonna break it out I need something to let me down When I'm down and out I guess, I am tonight She told me I took The best years of her life And she was only 17 She swore I would leave her But I didn't believe her I called it all a bad dream She's moved on to whiskey now I've got a Lucky left Go out and hit the town But this town can hit itself My baby's a day away And I've got a show to play In Birmingham tonight There was a time When she would laugh in my face Or just sit and judge me silently I cried on her shoulder All the things that I told her Guess, I didn't say Didn't say enough about me Now hurricanes and hand grenades Are the only things That gets you off my mind But I'm a day away And I've got a show to play In Birmingham tonight I'm a day away And I've got a show to play In Birmingham tonight