BEN WEAVER - Broken By 2 lyrics

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Sometimes I sit alone buddy

And wonder what it is were trying to do

The grave is dug alone

And the heart broken by two

It's an old story to us

One we've heard 1, 000 times through

In the dark green eyes of the soon to be dead

In the chances we took to always stay true

Drunk or sober dead or alive

I peer through the barn slats into my life

What I see is never a surprise

I've trained myself with a prize fighters mind

It's an old story to us

We don't fall even when the other does

We cross our hearts with a women's touch

And go out the door to be alone

Guilt and grace skin and bone

We do what we do best and then we go home

Black and blue sun up or sun down

Someday the world will know when we are in town

Dear buddy here I sit

Writing these words to you

If I should fall will you lift me up

And carry me through the next tune