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Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
It gets loneliest at night.
Down at the liquor store.
Beneath the neon sky.
Six A.M., the floor comes alive with lice.
The pan's dried up so tight.
With hardened beans.
So I lean on you sometimes.
Just to see you're still there.
Your feet can't take the weight of one.
Much less two.
We hit concrete.
How were we born into this mess?
I know I painted you a prettier picture, baby.
But we were run out on a rail.
Fell from the wagon to the night train.
I kissed the bottle.
I should've been kissing you.
You wake up to an empty night.
With tears for two.