Trunks & Tales - Lifelines lyrics

rate me

his house is filled to the rafters with booze

Night's like this it's too bad we don't drink

I'm heading east to the land of my kin

Where they subsist on petroleum and ink

Yes I'm still banging on these same six strings

Still strumming this shit guitar

I've learned four more since the day you walked out

But I'll keep playing these same four chords

And her tears, they tasted like gin

When I asked if she'd ever desert him

She laid in my bed, clasped both my hands

And said "No, I could never desert him

But tonight, I'll just forget him"

So I sit on this front porch

Smoking these cigarettes

I've had nine or ten this past hour

My friends, they yell out, "Come back inside"

They were gonna sing that song about dogwood flowers

And the coffee is rich, it flows thick like mud

And it makes me feel like home

I'll always go back to that porch with my friends

So I don't have to smoke cigarettes alone

But in the end we all die alone

Cause in the end we all die alone