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Bad Liver and a Broken Heart Lyrics
Arkansas, my head hurts
I'd love to stick around and maybe make it worse
I got a girl out in Henrietta
Her love’s like tornado weather
It's girls like this that keep me trying
She goes off like and air-raid siren
Comin' completely torn apart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
Indian summer Oklahoma sunset
If there’s a nicer place I haven’t been there yet
I’m standing outside of the, the Blue Door
Too tired to sleep
Too drunk for more
It's nights like these that keep me trying
A woman always knows when a man is lying
It ain't me, I’m just playing a part
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
I’ll get old before I’m good at this
Who’s the president? What year is it?
Doesn’t anybody care about truth anymore?
Maybe that’s what songs are for.
You’re the wind and I’m on fire
This line of work no one retires
Comin' completely torn apart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
I'd love to stick around and maybe make it worse
I got a girl out in Henrietta
Her love’s like tornado weather
She goes off like and air-raid siren
Comin' completely torn apart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
If there’s a nicer place I haven’t been there yet
I’m standing outside of the, the Blue Door
Too tired to sleep
Too drunk for more
A woman always knows when a man is lying
It ain't me, I’m just playing a part
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
Who’s the president? What year is it?
Doesn’t anybody care about truth anymore?
Maybe that’s what songs are for.
This line of work no one retires
Comin' completely torn apart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
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This is a really good tune by a terribly under appreciated artist. I'm not sure what he's getting at here, maybe just that he's a bar hoping party animal who struggles with relationships.
The observations of a guy whose experiences with women have led him to the bottle. A familiar occurence for many on each side of the gender gap. For some, this occurs over the course of a debauched weekend and for some the weekend stretches across years and state lines and conquests and memories and the whole of one's experience. Whether that experience is pathetic doesn't matter, because it happens all the time. Sometimes the pair of lovers fall into this trap together, where they can't stay together but they can't be apart so they call each other up drunk and commit some debauchery together.
All in all, this cycle eats away at your spirit and leaves you with nothing but "a bad liver and a broken heart."