| I still taste that whiskey kiss
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| Last time I said I had enough of this
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| I let him walk, but I wish I hid the keys
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| He broke my heart and he sped off fast
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| And looking back at how the broken glass
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| Shattered more than just these small town dreams
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| And just to think I nearly jumped in
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| There’s no use in looking back on what might’ve been
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| Lord knows, I ain’t ever going back again
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| Things you forgive that you just can’t forget
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| And I’ve been through Hell, but I’ve come to find
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| I’ve always had an angel by my side
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| But that don’t mean it didn’t hurt
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| But thank God it didn’t work
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| Another day, another night alone
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| Sometimes I still smell his sweet cologne
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| It might be best
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| If I just fall asleep
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| I can’t live with the way this feels
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| I could hold the Bible, get down and kneel
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| Or grab the bottle above the bathroom sink
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| Let’s just say the Bible’s still collecting dust
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| There’s no use in looking back on what might’ve been
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| Lord knows, I ain’t ever going back again
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| Things you forgive that you just can’t forget
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| And I’ve been through Hell, but I’ve come to find
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| I’ve always had an angel by my side
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| But that don’t mean it didn’t hurt
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| But thank God it didn’t work
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| There’s no use in looking back on what might’ve been
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| Lord knows, I ain’t ever going back again
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| Things you forgive that you just can’t forget
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| And I’ve been through Hell, but I’ve come to find
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| I’ve always had an angel by my side
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| But that don’t mean it didn’t hurt
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| If there’s one thing I’ve learned
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| It’s thank God it didn’t work
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| Thank God it didn’t work |