Sister Sin Songtext
von Nickelback
Sister Sin Songtext
Well, the lady and me both agree some days we just don′t get along
But the whiskey and me both agree maybe we're both just better off
Well, the preacher believes I don′t need all of these demons hanging on
But we both know if they don't, I'll get lonely, need a few to tag along
Hanging here by a thread
Hear your voice inside my head
Lie me beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn′t noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
Yeah
Well, the wagon I'm in is paper thin
I think one wheel′s coming off
Hey sister sin with that grin, where you been?
So kind of you to help me off
Hanging here by a thread
Hear your voice inside my head
Lie me beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
Fall from grace, kingdom come
Laying face down in the mud
Please don't hate, Lord don′t judge
For I know not just what I've done
Fall from grace, kingdom come
Laying face down in the mud
Please don't hate, Lord don′t judge
For I know not just what I′ve done
Laying face down in the mud
For I know not just what I've done
For I know not just what I′ve done
Lie me beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
I lay beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
But the whiskey and me both agree maybe we're both just better off
Well, the preacher believes I don′t need all of these demons hanging on
But we both know if they don't, I'll get lonely, need a few to tag along
Hanging here by a thread
Hear your voice inside my head
Lie me beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn′t noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
Yeah
Well, the wagon I'm in is paper thin
I think one wheel′s coming off
Hey sister sin with that grin, where you been?
So kind of you to help me off
Hanging here by a thread
Hear your voice inside my head
Lie me beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
Fall from grace, kingdom come
Laying face down in the mud
Please don't hate, Lord don′t judge
For I know not just what I've done
Fall from grace, kingdom come
Laying face down in the mud
Please don't hate, Lord don′t judge
For I know not just what I′ve done
Laying face down in the mud
For I know not just what I've done
For I know not just what I′ve done
Lie me beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
I lay beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain′t about to anymore
Writer(s): Ryan Peake, Chad Kroeger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com