I Love Listening to Country Music
Here's to the corners yet turn,
Here's to the bridges yet to burn.
Here's to the whole thing blown apart,
It's open season on my heart!!!
Days go by like flying bricks,
Leave gaping wholes too deep to fix,
My own true love's turned poison dark,
It's open season on my heart.
Here's to the clown down in the mouth,
Here's to the whole thing going south,
My tired excuses just don't fit,
I can't give what I haven't got,
I don't know where or why or when,
I only know the shape I'm in....
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Something like that.
Here's to the bridges yet to burn.
Here's to the whole thing blown apart,
It's open season on my heart!!!
Days go by like flying bricks,
Leave gaping wholes too deep to fix,
My own true love's turned poison dark,
It's open season on my heart.
Here's to the clown down in the mouth,
Here's to the whole thing going south,
My tired excuses just don't fit,
I can't give what I haven't got,
I don't know where or why or when,
I only know the shape I'm in....
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Something like that.