I try not to drink,
'cause if I sit and think I'll go crazy
Desperate ain't lonely
Though I've been high
Pockets are empty
In the daytime I'm lonesome in the nightime I'm sad
The letter I wrote,
took words from my throat I was saying
Lay on the roadside
I guess the mailman was drunk
The message was urgent
How lazy a state where you don't live no-one
So I try not to drink,
'cause if I sit and think I'll go crazy
Desperate ain't lonely
Though I've been high
Pockets are empty
In the daytime I'm lonesome in the nightime I'm sad
1 | 16 Days |
2 | Easy Hearts |
3 | A Song For You |
4 | Houses On The Hill |
5 | Dancing With The Women At The Bar |
6 | Sit And Listen To The Rain |
7 | Wither, I'm A Flower |
8 | Don't Be Sad |
9 | Inn Town |
10 | Jacksonville Skyline |