Old Versions Of New Sad Songs
with a smoky bourbon haze around me
drinking and remembering
until my crying eyes can’t see
and there’s a man with guitar playing
songs about good times gone wrong
but what he don’t know
is that i’ve been living out each song
he’s singing-
old versions of new sad songs
and reminding me of where my heart belongs
when the bottle comes up empty
i’ll know it’s time to go back to the
room where my heart slowly dies
haunted by mistakes that wont set me free
and when the sun comes up tomorrow
my swollen eyes will stare in the mirror
and try to find the man that once stood here
before the reaper in the bottle says it’s time to go
and he’ll be singing-
old versions of new sad songs
and reminding me of where my heart belongs
and there’s a man with guitar playing
songs about good times gone wrong
but what he don’t know
is that i’ve been living each song
and we’ll be singing-
old versions of new sad songs
and reminding me of where my heart belongs
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