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Medicine
03:20
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I was looking for that snake oil salesman
For to cure what ails men
Said hey man hear me out
I know now without a shadow of a doubt
That there is no cure
For the tragedies and toils I’ve had to endure
But before I get what’s coming to me
I’ll take your oil and spoil me
'Cause you and I know the truth
That the devil's water is the fountain of youth
And that happiness is a heart attack
That leaves you pining for the things you can never get back
Thank god they sell them in a blister pack
To make up for the optimism I lack
And if self-medication is a sin
Honey hand me my medicine
There’s a million different versions of me
And some are clean and some are nasty
And some do cocaine and some smoke reefer
And one of them is fixing to be six feet deeper
And when I face the reaper
I'll tell him he can keep her
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2. |
Bottles Breaking
03:52
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I woke up just in time
To hide the liquor in the cupboard
And finish off the wine
the stains of last night’s fight were gone without a trace
I drew the curtain and saw the sunlight kiss your face
I found out the hard way
That if there was a god he would have taken me that day
bottles breaking as I pulled away
Ain’t a thing in hell or earth that could have made me stay
They all warned me you were up to no good
But I refused to think that you could treat me like you would
It was always the last time
One more beer and one more bruise
One more lie
I found out the hard way
That if there was a god he would have taken me that day
bottles breaking as I pulled away
Ain’t a thing in hell or earth that could have made me stay
I could have wrecked you
I could have made you cry
And gave you what you gave me
An eye for an eye
I could have lied said
It don’t even hurt that bad
You can’t go missing
What you never had
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3. |
Enough For Two
02:48
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Flat broke and desperate
You were Rocky Mountain restless
And the only cure you know
Is to go the way the wind blows
And I wanted to be the breeze
And we could go wherever we pleased
But before I could say “gone”
You were in Oregon
So go on get out of here
And leave me in your rear view mirror
You’ve got a lifetime to get through
And I’ve loved you enough for two
From highway to highway
You would live by the byways
Saying I know I’m free this land was made for you and me
So I guess I should forget my greed
While you roam like Appleseeds
Baby you're not half past twenty
And I’ve loved you plenty
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4. |
Miss You
03:52
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I used to miss you on Mondays
When you were running late
And you’d say five more minutes of this and then I really gotta go
I used to miss you when I was working and you’d call me to go out drinking
And I had a lot to do
But I couldn’t bear to say no
I used to lay wide awake at night and wonder how you are
Now I only miss you when something goes wrong in my car
I used to miss you on Sundays
When we’d go out to get breakfast
Yeah I remember the day that you almost brought me to Texas
I used to miss you at noon when the ground was missing your shadow
And when I missed my exit and ended up in Colorado
The day I learn that I don’t need nobody else
The day I learn to fix it myself
I used to miss the smell of Marlboro reds on my clothes
As if you were the only one in the world who smokes those
I guess I’m still bitter and full of regret
But I don’t regret quitting you or cigarettes
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