It gets lonliest at night
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Down at the liquor store
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Beneath the neon sky
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Our moonlight
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Six a.m. the floor comes alive with lice
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The pan's dried up so tight
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With hardened beans
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We're hungry
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So I lean on you sometimes
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Just to see you're still there
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Your feet can't take the weight of one
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Much less two
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We hit concrete
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How were we born into this mess?
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I know I painted you a prettier picture, baby
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But we were run out on a rail
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Fell from the wagon to the night train
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I kissed the bottle
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I should've been kissing you
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You wake up to an empty night
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With tears for two
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Cigarettes they fill the gaps
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In our empty days
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In our broken teeth
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We're jonesing
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Say mister, can you spare a dime?
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Some change could make a change
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Could buy some time
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Some freedom
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Or an ear to hear my story
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It's all I've got
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My fiction beats the hell out of my truth
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A palm upturned burnt blue
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Don't call it sunburn
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You've been shaking on the job
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Just one drink ahead of your past
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There's a white light coming up
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You draw the blinds hoping it'll pass
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I kissed the bottle
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I should've been kissin you
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You wake up to an empty night
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With tears for two
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Kiss The Bottle
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Lucero |