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Sad Songs, Cigarettes and Whiskey - Jesse Rice
I'm a sucker for ones that make me cry
And cut through me like
A switchblade knife
Bring up the pain from deep inside
With a sound so good it hurts
And I'm a sucker for a midnight drag
A long slow dance of smokin ash
I light em up and I breathe in fast
And hope they calm my nerves
And I hold onto that bottle of Jim Beam
Like he's my only friend
But when he's gone I think of her
And I start all over again
Some say be this way will kill me
But she already has
I'm just a ghost among the living
No soul just bones and flesh
Yeah she used to be my only love
But now I have three
Sad songs cigarettes and whiskey
I write em down on this old guitar
As if a pen could mend my broken heart
I let the minor chords find there mark
Like a needle to the vein
And I smoke em by myself these days
They're bad for your
Health everybody says
But after watchin her walk away
I don't feel anything
Some say be this way will kill me
But she already has
I'm just a ghost among the living
No soul just bones and flesh
Yeah she used to be my only love
But now I have three
Sad songs cigarettes and whiskey
And I hold onto that bottle of Jim Beam
Like he's my only friend
But when he's gone I think of her
And I start all over again
Some say bein this way will kill me
Son leave it in the past
It cant' be too fulfilling
Always starin at a half empty glass
Some say bein this way will kill me
But she already has
I'm just a ghost among the living
No soul just bones and flesh
Yeah she used to be my only love
But now I have three
Sad Songs Cigarettes and Whiskey
Sad Songs Cigarettes and Whiskey
Well I'm a sucker for ones that make me cry
