Guess I come from a broken home
But I still live when the love is gone

And the thought of my mother's eyes,
Crying every night,
Is enough to make my heart go cold

I hate to hear you cry,
Please put down the wine
'Cause lightning never strikes,
In the same place twice

It's hard right now, I understand
But I can see the promised land
It's hard right now, to understand
But I can see the promised land


Perfume made of cigarettes
Guess you forgave, but I can't forget

'Cause the thought of another night,
With no one by your side,
Is enough to make your heart go cold

I hate to hear you cry,
Please put down the wine
'Cause lightning never strikes,
In the same place twice

It's hard right now, I understand
But I can see the promised land
It's hard right now, to understand
But I can see the promised land

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