"Butch Cassidy" as written by Marshall N Altman and Andrew Dorff....
Dropped the bottle to the floor
I can't live like this no more
Tired of wondering what might have been
And who I still could be
Let the gun fall from my hand
Shattered glass, I make a stand
Time don't care about no one

I tried to be Butch Cassidy
But I couldn't shoot the bullets, I couldn't take the pain
I had the chance to ride with Sundance
But I couldn't bear the thought of you alone
So I'm coming home

Oh no

I locked the door and lost the key
You fell out of love with me
I can't blame you for moving on
And never looking back
Now I'm trying to make amends
Come to terms with all the sins
What I'd give to do it all again

I tried to be Butch Cassidy
But I couldn't shoot the bullets, I couldn't take the pain
I had the chance to ride with Sundance
But I couldn't bear the thought of you alone
I'm coming home

Leaving everything behind me
All the lies and the reckless roles I've played
It might take a while to find me
But when I do, I know that I've been saved

I watched my life go up in flames
Wondering if I've got a name
Will you remember who I was
Or who I'm supposed to be
Bet it all on one last card
Those who have it, still got all
Win it all or lose it all

I tried to be Butch Cassidy
But I couldn't shoot the bullets, I couldn't take the pain
I had the chance to ride with Sundance
But I couldn't bear the thought of you alone
I just couldn't bear the thought of you alone
No I couldn't bear the thought of you alone
So I'm coming home
I'm coming home

I'm coming home



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