歌词

You cut off your hair Despite all the warnings And burned all my letters On your concrete block I wasn't there When they found you In the morning I found a bullet While you were finding God I'll take the blame But drinking's just too easy And I can't soak it up When the memories Start to run I have a plan That could get us To the next town But I never thought I'd drive this far Without a gun When the hurricane came I didn't board the windows I knew by the name It was coming for me I wasn't there When the sun came In the morning I never had a reason To stay anyway I'll take the shot right Between the eyes But I just can't soak it up When the memories start to run I have a plan That could get us Through the next four summers I never thought I'd drive this far without a gun
Writer(s): Charles Cleaver, Mark Messerly, Lisa Walker, Ronald Klug Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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