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The last Word

I’m losing sleep. You’re sleeping soundly
My sorrow stays afloat while yours is drowning
I’m real pissed off but you don’t know it
Cuz I’m too soft to even show it

There there, don’t you cry
Comforting the jerk who seemed to be a nice guy
Put my arms around you tell you that’s ok
At least until the whiskey carries you away


You’re on the couch, I’m in the bed
Making up a list of the things I wished that I had said
I should be making up with you instead
But the whiskey seem to get you just before I did

There there, that’s alright
But I think you oughtta know that you’re in for a fight
I smooth the wrinkles try to soothe your brain
At least until the whiskey carries you away again

Go ahead and begin
Go ahead and dig in
Or you’ll pass out before I get the last word in

It’s 5 am, I’m still awake
I come marching in, impersonating an earthquake
I’m a hurricane, baby, better look me in the eye
You could weather this storm or you could run & hide

Bottoms up so you can drink it down
Grab onto that cork so maybe you won’t drown
Your ship in a bottle has finally come in
At least until the whiskey carries you away again

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from New Dog, Old Tricks (2008), released June 1, 2008

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