Shooting With Annie - American Heart lyrics

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Shooting With Annie - American Heart

You were standing with him, and it didn’t look good

I was killing myself, with old Bushmills

Beer and wine, and a little bit of guilt

Who you gonna blame now

Who you gonna blame now

For your American Heart

Well I remember those days, when I didn’t think straight

I could learn how to change, and maybe I could stay

Instead of spending my nights, in the smoking room

With a drinking glove, always down in the groove

But who you gonna blame now

Who you gonna blame now

For your American Heart

Now the memories fade

Like they always do

And it doesn’t seem right

No it doesn’t ring true

Who you gonna blame now

Who you gonna blame now

For your American Heart