| Spending time trying to get it right
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| It’s a beautiful thing 'til you’re hit with goodbye
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| Never thought it’d really hurt
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| But now I’m pretty sure that I could die
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| At some point I’ll bounce on back
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| And give love another try
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| Ain’t that the way it goes
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| One minute you’re falling and the
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| Next you’re chasing your sorrows in a bottle
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| Blowing smoke like it solves your problems
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| But we both know
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| It’s only temporary but more than necessary
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| When moving on is moving just a little too slow
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| As I’m killing your memory with cigarettes and whiskey
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| You’re killing mine with cigars and wine
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| So here I sit going through hell
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| And wrecking my health just trying to unbreak this heart
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| Nothing else to do what’s a bruise to a big ole scar
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| So 'til I get it all together I’ll be here just coming apart
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| Ain’t that the way it goes
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| One minute you’re falling and the
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| Next you’re chasing your sorrows in a bottle
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| Blowing smoke like it solves your problems
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| But we both know
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| It’s only temporary but more than necessary
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| When moving on is moving just a little too slow |
| As I’m killing your memory with cigarettes and whiskey
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| You’re killing mine with cigars and wine
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| As I’m killing your memory with cigarettes and whiskey
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| You’re killing mine with cigars and wine |