Two Hours At The Roulette Table

  • It’s not the lump that forms in my throat Or the shakes that cause earthquakes in my stomach It’s just the pure thought of watching you walk away And if my head wasn’t so clouded with doubt I’d probably leave this place and see you now But I’m sure it could never be that easy You could never be that easy Maybe in last desperation I could stand outside on the gravel path And sing out your favorite song With all my sanity poured into every note Until my insides bleed and my organs shut down It would all last in your memory Every single word of the version you never heard
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