Paroles de The Tired Old Whore's Bedside Book

I find myself defeated on a barstool Cheap whiskey tastes like piss when you're drinking all alone December's finally ending hallelujah Maybe another year will bring my guts back to the fold You never know But oh how I remember every face down fucked up morning ever spent The fleeting sickly smile and a sour sobbing mouthful of regret I stumble down the sidewalks after last call I drag my eyes through ditches so I can search for shallow graves The bitter wind hits harder on the walk home Maybe sometime next year she'll be my shelter from the cold You never know But oh how I remember every face down fucked up morning ever spent The fleeting sickly smile and a sour sobbing mouthful of regret Put them behind me now singing happily that I'm not dying yet Still sailing by demons I'm leaving here forever I gave up on grieving I'm leaving here forever But oh how I remember every face down fucked up morning ever spent The fleeting sickly smile and a sour sobbing mouthful of regret