nobodys talkin, the airs filled with time Am and the juke box is broken dont bother with ya dime C the neons fadin the records theyre all the same C the bottles used to cut deep but theyve lost their edge Am and the skys turning gray my eyes are turnin red C and my my mind is set on the night i decided to stay C its cold in this house when the weather gets in Am and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin C
and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out F and the curse of a drunk is he'll go home alone F meet me outback at five meet you there and get stoned F and we'll talk about where were from F and how we would go back if our ships hadnt sunk F and im floatin into the door F im killin myself fightin this civil wa--ar C im chained to the bar its chained to my seat Am and i'd ask her to dance if i could get to my feet C but my boots are too drunk to try and put on a show C well the world stoped turning i crawled into bed Am and im ashamed of myself pull the covers over my head C and my stomaches on fire for fear of tomorrow C its cold in this house when the weather gets in Am and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin C and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out F and the curse of a drunk is he'll go home alone F meet me outback at five meet you there and get stoned F and we'll talk about where were from F and how we would go back if our ships hadnt sunk F and im floatin into the door F im killin myself fightin this civil wa--ar www.myspace.com/thetakershonkytonk
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