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I can't stand the smell of smoke |
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But I bought myself a pack |
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Bummed a light from a stranger |
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Nearly choked from that first drag |
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And I hate the taste of whiskey |
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And this barroom ain't my style |
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But I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
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Seems like forever since I looked |
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into the eyes of another man |
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In my lifetime I've never known a one-night stand. |
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Lord knows it's wrong to let a stranger |
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turn out your bedroom light. |
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But I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
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I'm tired, so tired of crying |
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Tired of reaching for a memory in the middle of a night |
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So sick of pain running through my veins overtaking my whole life |
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I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
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I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
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It ain't like me to be a cussin' |
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Getting tore up in this bar |
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Guess a good ole girl can backslide |
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Running from a broken heart |
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I pray the good Lord ain't a lookin |
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And taking notes on me tonight |
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Cause I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
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I'm tired, so tired of crying |
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Tired of reaching for a memory in the middle of a night |
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So sick of pain running through my veins overtaking my whole life |
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I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
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I'm tired, so tired of crying |
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Tired of reaching for a memory in the middle of a night |
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So sick of pain running through my veins overtaking my whole life |
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I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
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I'll try anything not to hurt for a while |
