Drinking for 11… Mad caddies
Juni 4, 2008
Drinking for 11, that’s just what I do,
When I’m not with you,
My heart goes to bed.
End of the bar, that’s just where I’ll be,
To trying to comfort me,
Cause I’m already dead.
With one eye tied upon the open road,
I feel your presence and I can’t let go.
It moves so slowly as it creeps into my mind,
Steals every breath I have and leaves my heart behind.
Wanna know what you’re feeling, if your feeling alone,
I wanna hear if you still care
The last time I remember you was the last time I wasn’t scared.
When the night starts fading and the morning arrives,
I wanna still feel you around,
Will you creep into my head again and pick me up of the ground
Once more tell me what you’re fighting for.
Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow,
You can’t see through today
Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow,
You can’t see through today
There’s nowhere left to stay.
Whoa.
Sometimes I feel like I’m out here all alone
Just one in a million stuck with no place left to go.
The fear steps up to me with every move that I make,
Following close behind my soul it wants to take,
Wanna know what you’re feeling, if your feeling alone,
I wanna hear if you still care
The last time I remember you was the last time I wasn’t scared.
When the night starts fading and the morning arrives,
I wanna still feel you around,
Will you creep into my head again and pick me up of the ground
Once more tell me what you’re fighting for.
Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow,
You can’t see through today
Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow,
You can’t see through today
There’s nowhere left to stay.
Whoa.
Drinking for 11, that’s just what I do,
When I’m not with you,
My heart goes to bed.
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