I was at the tail end of a bender I was loaded the night we met All I wanted was attention and your last cigarette I was hiding all the things that I wrecked I was lying to a stranger on the front steps
But your fingers on my worn out strings I remember what it feels like to sing I didn't fight through the dark to give up on bright and beautiful things Like a fresh start and my beating heart Like you and my guitar
You're not a warm body You're the heat of the night You're not another mess I made, you're the one thing I got right And the chaos I created doesn't scare you you played me three chords and you told me the whole truth
And your fingers on my worn out strings I remember what it feels like to sing I didn't fight through the dark to give up on bright and beautiful things Like a fresh start and my beating heart Like you and my guitar
Your fingers on my worn out strings I remember what it feels like to sing I didn't fight through the dark to give up on bright and beautiful things Like a fresh start and my own damn heart Like you and my guitarTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
