He's Drinking Alone Again
Red Roses For A Blue Lady - Mecklenburg
He's drinking alone again
and man he's always thinking of a way to change...
man something's got to change...
its truckin' on midnight
and I sit right off sixth street
drawing new lines to cross.
Loneliness breaks complete silence as terror runs down his spine.
The feelings all to familiar, he has built more faith
In the rope around his neck than he holds in her.
And the only reason he stand cold sweat upon that chair is to give her,
To give you one last chance.
The flowers are dead and god, I'm slowly slipping...
A useless charm is broken and solitude soars...
When we have no longer to live, these slices wrists
Hurt less than this wounded heart.
This heart, its killing me
and when life is not suffice,
dying amends.
and he will never be your partner because he will have killed himself
by the time you come around
(I will have killed myself)
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I love it.
He's drinking alone again
and man he's always thinking of a way to change...
man something's got to change...
its truckin' on midnight
and I sit right off sixth street
drawing new lines to cross.
Loneliness breaks complete silence as terror runs down his spine.
The feelings all to familiar, he has built more faith
In the rope around his neck than he holds in her.
And the only reason he stand cold sweat upon that chair is to give her,
To give you one last chance.
The flowers are dead and god, I'm slowly slipping...
A useless charm is broken and solitude soars...
When we have no longer to live, these slices wrists
Hurt less than this wounded heart.
This heart, its killing me
and when life is not suffice,
dying amends.
and he will never be your partner because he will have killed himself
by the time you come around
(I will have killed myself)
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I love it.