I Will Never Be Around Songtext
von Benjamin Tod
I Will Never Be Around Songtext
Everything inside of me is broken now
And now a piece falls out my sleeve in every single town
Now I pray each line I leave is the last one I ride down
And I will always love you, and I will never be around
And I would pick a shallow grave over an empty cell
Oh, ′cause I have seen that time ain't too forgiving of a jail
And I could craft a pile of stone into a wishing well
But you aren′t so naive, my love, we know that life is hell
Highways wane, and old freight trains burn in my ear
It became so loud, at times, it's all that I could hear
But running from your troubles, it won't make them disappear
And I would waltz through fire, my friend, to have my conscience cleared
And I would pick a shallow grave over an empty cell
Oh, ′cause I have seen that time ain′t too forgiving of a jail
And I could craft a pile of stone into a wishing well
But you aren't so naive, my love, we know that life is hell
And you would think that fate, would grant us a second chance
But she won′t give the time of day or an awkward glance
You won't reduce my sentence under the circumstance
And I had placed my bets before the cards were in my hand
And I would pick a shallow grave over an empty cell
Oh, ′cause I have seen that time ain't too forgiving of a jail
And I could craft a pile of stone into a wishing well
But you aren′t so naive, my love, we know that life is hell
And everything inside of me, oh, is broken now
And now a piece falls out my sleeve in every single town
And now I pray each line I leave is the last one I ride down
Oh, and I will always love you, and I will never be around
Oh, and I will always love you, and I will never be around
And now a piece falls out my sleeve in every single town
Now I pray each line I leave is the last one I ride down
And I will always love you, and I will never be around
And I would pick a shallow grave over an empty cell
Oh, ′cause I have seen that time ain't too forgiving of a jail
And I could craft a pile of stone into a wishing well
But you aren′t so naive, my love, we know that life is hell
Highways wane, and old freight trains burn in my ear
It became so loud, at times, it's all that I could hear
But running from your troubles, it won't make them disappear
And I would waltz through fire, my friend, to have my conscience cleared
And I would pick a shallow grave over an empty cell
Oh, ′cause I have seen that time ain′t too forgiving of a jail
And I could craft a pile of stone into a wishing well
But you aren't so naive, my love, we know that life is hell
And you would think that fate, would grant us a second chance
But she won′t give the time of day or an awkward glance
You won't reduce my sentence under the circumstance
And I had placed my bets before the cards were in my hand
And I would pick a shallow grave over an empty cell
Oh, ′cause I have seen that time ain't too forgiving of a jail
And I could craft a pile of stone into a wishing well
But you aren′t so naive, my love, we know that life is hell
And everything inside of me, oh, is broken now
And now a piece falls out my sleeve in every single town
And now I pray each line I leave is the last one I ride down
Oh, and I will always love you, and I will never be around
Oh, and I will always love you, and I will never be around
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