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The men were drinking wine the women they'd split To smoke French cigarettes Do a couple rails sit around and bitch Lie down and get sick In the morning there's a line of ashes in the sink And bruises on her lips The candles that were lit had melted on the cake As if they were over it Now she's looking for the dog and a last hit For water and a first aid kit But it used to be enough to taste it But that's before we were always wasted In the spring of '09 baby got straight Was getting only half baked I get a little high what difference does it make If you do or you don't relate It's true there is a light that comes on when I play Your sweetheart the runaway But I'm never more than fine and you're not nearly brave Enough for the war I'll make I feel like a soldier in this pit With you a lion that won't quit But when I was in love I would make it But I only want you now when I'm wasted Letras de cancionesWe were living in the house we bought in '01 for 97 down The car was on blocks wheels were on the ground Been awhile since they'd seen town She was lying in the hall her fingers in her gloves Couple of years past young She'd either given in or maybe given out Or a little of each of em Now I pour myself a drink and I get dressed Rate the horses and place my bets I want her back more than she'd guess But mostly I just wanna get wasted If there were any second chances left Chances are they would get wasted From Letras Mania