She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart.While i'm drinking jack all alone in my local bar.And we don't know how we got into this mad situation.Only doing things out of frustration.we don't know we got into this mess it's a gods test.someone please help us cause we're doing our best.
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard.But we're gonna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine.Sit talking up all night.Saying things we haven't for a while.We're smiling but we're close to tears.
the words you said to me.They couldn’t set me free. There must be something more,
Do we know what we’re fighting for?
these times are hard,Don't give up on me baby.
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