An Old Fashioned Gunfight – Fractions

i'm trying what i can
to get you out of my head
a bullet's not as wrong
as your empty side of the bed

it keeps me up at night
no your ghost won't let me rest
this world's gone to hell
i guess heaven won that bet

(chorus)
because we're halves
of a whole
it's been 7 years
why won't you go?

you're a garden
not willing to grow
boy this harvest
will take it's toll

it's easy to think
if we had our wedding day
my dad would celebrate early
your mom would make us wait

we'd spend our honeymoon
on the island of your choice
i'd write better songs
you'd give me a better voice

(chorus)


the only time i was in a stretch
was at your wake
my eyes burned in the sun
my hands felt the earth shake

i could feel the earth
and he could tell i was mad
in a place full of angels
he took the only one i had