She call them hist in hotel new tattoo and boots, 
Staring out the ceiling, wonder why would choose the things we choose 
I said "Hey there darling, you know I thought the same thing here, 
Sometimes it's hard hell if you win or lose." 

She said "Where did we go?
When did we make the fade 
Somewhere between I do and promises oh you 
There was a moment of silence then.. 
Ain't no looking back and no second chance. 

So I shoot em while I've got em 
Give it all tell one day 
Well there's gonna..
I've been..here. 
And I keep on driving 
Over every mile of this land, 
All of this living can be hard on them. 

Well it's knowing here in Denver 
I got whiskey in my hand 
And I've staring out the window 
But where the hell I've been?
And every time I think of her 
It's so much more than I can stand, 
All of this living can be hard on me, 
So I shoot em while I've got em, 
Give it all till I'm dead 
Oh that storm.. 
like a..in the head. 

And I keep on driving 
Over every mile of this land, 
All of this living can be hard on them. 

So I shoot em while I've got em 
Give it all tell one day 
Well there's gonna..
I've been..here. 
And I keep on driving 
Over every mile of this land, 
All of this living can be hard on them. 

All of this living can be hard on them. 
All of this living can be hard on them.