I pull up your drive and I lay on the horn.
Cling to the bottle that’s keeping me warm.
Sweet whiskey Jesus I wish I weren’t born.
You get up to leave and you hear in the dark,
Those early evening arrows missing their mark.
‘Cause they’re out to get you, but they don’t have the heart.
[Chorus 1]
You’re just another one of last summer’s dreams,
Your eyes are blue, and your seas are green.
Some small consolation you get for a while
So drink down your sorrows and their crooked ass smiles
[Chorus 2]
If you want me you know where I’ll be
Putting past poisons gently to sleep.
If you want me you know where I’ll be
Putting past poisons gently to sleep.
There’s a fire inside that makes your blood run.
The lovers who love you smell your smoke from your gun.
You keep your confusion to your hell made for one.
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