Knowing they'll never be another one like her, not like her Kicking myself for ever letting her slip out of my world I just miss that girl Yeah, miss that girl I found a silver bracelet in my backseat That you left, it seems like yesterday It's like I

The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood The Tennessee stud was long and lean There was never a horse like the Tennessee stud Back about eighteen and twenty five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've

Like those gasping for their last breath We cannot hide there's nothing left This world was never worthy But how can I call it unfaithful Every promise was fulfilled As decay crawled from it's throat Like the dead rising from an open grave Lips of

If you only hadn't given me up And I never would've given you up (Never would've given you up, you up) (Only hadn't given me up, me up) Run if you like All of the things that you left behind Hold me down You can't deny and I can't deny Open your eyes

Take your string bikinis, your apple martinis Take what’s left there in the bank Take your flat iron and your curlers Your sparkling water and that damn perfume I never liked Take your black Mercedes all that stuff for ladies To me you’re just a total

There's no country left You were never truly loved You've only been betrayed You were never truly nurtured By churches or the state You left unprotected To these wild and fragile lands That you could rise up like a god Arm yourself, you can be strong

All the wasted words I said In all the cities that I left The last act of our precious play Must not close with regret (regret) All the wasted words There are days when sorrow seems never-ending Like the countless roads upon which I've driven The price

Some day you'll know just how it feels Shattered, cast aside, stripped of your pride Like you were never nothing special Made you feel like another spoke in the wheel While you left me there twice before Lord, I question whether I've had my fill Lord, I

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left Bit by bit, torn apart We never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers We all fall down, like toy soldiers We all fall down We all fall down like toy soldiers I'm supposed to be the soldier, who never

Like a swarm of flies colliding with a moving windshield So are our lives on this never-ending road I have left behind my mark only to be later washed away And was consumed with the allure despite the inevitable decay When did the road that I'm on become