1. |
Put This Bottle Down
02:30
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It's your last night in town and I'm not at home.
Something about "better off alone."
Oh, I can't believe it, that you've gone this far.
I know exactly how you are.
So I'm thinking about how I'm going to cope drinking alone,
And about your last note I'll read when I get home.
I never saw it coming and I guess that's the way
You see things when you drink away your days.
It's like I'm lost inside of a rain drop
Falling from your thoughts hanging 'round.
Some day when you're far away
Maybe I'll put this bottle down.
I just can't keep track of how many I've had.
I guess I want you back, screw that damn program.
But I really hope you're happy as I sit here with blame
Somewhere everybody knows my name.
It's like I'm lost inside of a rain drop
Falling from your thoughts hanging 'round.
Some day when you're far away
Maybe I'll put this bottle down.
It's like I'm lost inside of a rain drop
Falling from your thoughts hanging 'round.
Some day when you're far away
Maybe I'll put this bottle down.
It's your last night in town and I'm not at home.
Something about "better off alone."
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2. |
Every Morning
03:05
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I guess I'll have another drink 'cause I still feel the pain.
I guess I'd rather walk home numb than in the pouring rain.
Well I had it coming, I can't put this bottle down.
I never saw just how unhappy you were through your frown.
Every night when I get home I'll read the note that says you'll phone
And tell me that you're safely on your way.
But every morning I wake up to read of how you've given up
And how I lose you every morning, of every day.
Several hours later I'm still sitting here alone.
I'd call you if I knew your number or if I could find my phone.
Every body's laughing as I'm heading for the ground.
If I had someone to talk to I might come around.
Every night when I get home I'll read the note that says you'll phone
And tell me that you're safely on your way.
But every morning I wake up to read of how you've given up
And how I lose you every morning, of every day.
I'm still trying to find a way...
Every night when I get home I'll read the note that says you'll phone
And tell me that you're safely on your way.
But every morning I wake up to read of how you've given up
And how I lose you every morning, of every day.
Every night when I get home I'll read the note that says you'll phone
And tell me that you're safely on your way.
But every morning I wake up to read of how you've given up
And how I lose you every morning, of every day.
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3. |
I Won't Fall In Love
04:27
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Hey baby, I just wanna talk
But I think maybe that's not what you want.
You might blur a little
I just might slur a little.
What are you thinking that you hide from me?
Is it something that I should see?
You might blur a little
I just might slur a little.
It's ok, 'cause I won't fall in love.
Back to your place, 'cause I think I've had enough
You touch my face, but I won't fall in love.
Ok baby, I think I've had enough.
First it's last call, then we're out of here.
A belly full of though and a head of beer.
You might blur a little
I just might slur a little.
It's ok, 'cause I won't fall in love.
Back to your place, 'cause I think I've had enough
You touch my face, but I won't fall in love.
Ok baby, I think I've had enough.
(Instrumental)
It's ok, 'cause I won't fall in love.
Back to your place, 'cause I think I've had enough
You touch my face, but I won't fall in love.
Ok baby, I think I've had enough.
It's ok, 'cause I won't fall in love.
Back to your place, 'cause I think I've had enough
You touch my face, but I won't fall in love.
Ok baby, I think I've had enough.
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4. |
Sobering
04:48
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The world is over
And all I can do to stay sober
Is write you a note that got caught in my throat as
Alcohol ran down my chin.
Slowly October
As everyone tries to get sober
We read left to right through the carnival lights as
The merry-go-round starts to spin.
Round and round
And I have the strangest feeling
That I might fall down.
Down and down.
So just let me down.
It's over I'm sobering now.
Darker and colder
And disappointed I get sober.
The two of me here wish the two of you there could
Drive 'cause I wanna go home.
Smarter and older
The younger the less we stay sober
From behind the wheel there's still nothing to feel but
The radio says I'm alone.
Round and round
And I have the strangest feeling
That I might fall down.
Down and down.
So just let me down.
It's over I'm sobering now.
Round and round
And I have the strangest feeling
That I might fall down.
Down and down.
So just let me down.
It's over I'm sobering now.
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It's like you're lost inside of a rain drop
Falling from my thoughts hanging 'round.
Today, I know you're far away
But baby, I've put this bottle down.
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Nick Peay Louisville, Kentucky
“I like expressing the emotion of different things I’m going through, but not necessarily the standard relationship stuff,” Peay says. “I want people to be able to relate to my songs, but not just because they got a new girlfriend or just broke up with someone. I want people to relate, but on an intelligent level; I like making people think about things.” ... more
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