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Evan Boyer
Evan Boyer
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Baby, I'm running out for whiskey Please don't give me that look Just try your best to miss me, I'm so misunderstood And I've battled from the bottom And it's been all up hill At least it's just the bottle, And not those damn pills Baby, you pick me up When I'm going down You dry me out when I drown Baby, it hurts the most When you're not around Oh, I don't know where I'd be without you Yeah, I don't know who I'd be without... Coming home to you Times I'm running on empty Days I don't know who I am Then somehow you find me, you make me that better man Won that battle with the bottle We'll still see about the war I've got those scars to remind me of what I'm fighting for Baby, you pick me up When I'm going down You dry me out when I drown Baby, it hurts the most When you're not around Oh, I don't know where I'd be without you Yeah, I don't know who I'd be without... Coming home to you Baby, you pick me up When I'm going down You dry me out when I drown Baby, it hurts the most When you're not around Oh, I don't know where I'd be without you Yeah, I don't know who I'd be without... Coming home to you
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