Drowning


Got a bottle of whisky in my hand I'm gonna chase that devil for as long as I can and I know,
that kind of love will make a grown man cry
Well it's hard on your head when every day is a bet on how long it'll take you just to get out of bed and I know,
that kind of love will make a grown man cry
Oh and I've, been drowning in love
Oh and I've, been drowning in this love
Oh and I'll, be drowning in this love until the day that I die
I had to confess that I had stirred up a mess and that at being your girl I hadn't been the best and I know,
that kind of love will make a grown man cry
And all because of this you said I pushed to the edge and then I stood right there and ripped your heart from your chest and I know,
that kind of love will make a grown man cry
You had every right to walk away without turning around
And the days go by so slowly but the years keep sneaking around
Every chance I had to say I'm sorry well I just choked it down
Never really had the chance to tell you baby, I still want you around
Sarah Blackwood

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