Paralyzed on the floor
Gripping on the pink pillow
I'm shaking back and forth in this dark room
Tv lit and I'm distracted from remembering the scent of her perfume.
Narrow road
If it wasn't for a smile I'd a never spoke
Burry me with whiskey and cigarettes
Put on my songs that'd I'd never forget
Excuse my manners they haven't left
This is where you count me as another guilty regret
But at least we're ****** together