The Oil Rigs at Night

The golden light from the oil rigs at night I can see them of the coast Twenty three more days he'll be away It'll be a week before he even knows We've been friends since we where little kids But Andy's spark blew out if it ever did exist When the ga stomes and the alarms go I'll be a thousand miles away He'll fall apart but atleast he'll never know That I've been living a lie half my life or more And every time I'd see his sister or his mom would stop by I'd feel like I was cutting in or being cut by a knife To live without love is easier than lying day and night And if I end up in Atlanta broken in some single room Or stuck at a register at some dollar store At least I wont be cursed I'm seeing the golden light from the oil rigs at night And never once dreaming my man is home I'm not saying he's not a good man I'm just so tired of living my life a lie I've covered up my heart for so many years Don't even know if it survived The golden light from the oil rigs at night I can see them of the coast I can see them of the coast