Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Becky Warren
Becky Warren
Performer
Adam Wakefield
Adam Wakefield
Vocals

Lyrics

Well, I used to have a heart, but I had to cut it loose
Now there's nothing in my chest but a mess of bad news
I'm a seven high poker hand, a pawn shop wedding band
A coffee mug of bottom shelf booze
If you wanna drown your heart in gasoline and make believe
If you think a good lost cause is exactly what you need
If you got a taste for poison with your wine
Well then yeah, I guess you can call me sometime
I went to preachers and healers 'til I wore myself down
I tried pills, I read books, but nothing ever worked out
It ain't a decision, it's a terminal condition
I'll never feel what they write those songs about
If you wanna drown your heart in gasoline and make believe
If you think a good lost cause is exactly what you need
If you got a taste for poison with your wine
Well then yeah, I guess you can call me sometime
You got eyes to make the devil want to roll away the stone
But my advice is, you ought to leave well enough alone
But if you wanna drown your heart in gasoline and make believe
If you think a good lost cause is exactly what you need
If you got a taste for poison with your wine
Well then yeah, I guess you can call me sometime
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