Sweet things build on these Sweet things build on me Sweet things bring to me Build me a bridge Burn me a fire Rest something in my empty hands Fill it with light Fill me tonight I figured that you would understand

It's just whiskey under the bridge Ain't no big deal I've been burned, I've been cheated But this old heart's still beating All those nights of drinking Finally got me thinking Heartache is just a waste of time There's not a heart that ain't been broken

Some bridges burned Lessons learned But there were lessons learned Oh, some pages turned And every tear that had to fall from my eyes Everyday I wonder how I get through the night Every change life has thrown me I'm thankful for every break in my heart

It's just whiskey under the bridge Ain't no big deal I've been burned, I've been cheated But this old heart's still beating All those nights of drinking Finally got me thinking Heartache is just a waste of time There's not a heart that ain't been broken

Something in the way Something in the way, yeah Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling

It's just whiskey under the bridge Ain't no big deal I've been burned, I've been cheated But this old heart's still beating All those nights of drinking Finally got me thinking Heartache is just a waste of time There's not a heart that ain't been broken

Now you only bring me black roses I lay low, lay low, And they crumble in the dust when they're held. I'm not under your spell, And watch the bridges burn. Under your spell. Now you only bring me black roses. And I'm done try'na be the one, I can see

Now you only bring me black roses I lay low, lay low, And they crumble in the dust when they're held. I'm not under your spell, And watch the bridges burn. Under your spell. Now you only bring me black roses. And I'm done try'na be the one, I can see

Now you only bring me black roses I lay low, lay low, And they crumble in the dust when they're held. I'm not under your spell, And watch the bridges burn. Under your spell. Now you only bring me black roses. And I'm done try'na be the one, I can see

Be careful who you tell. Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) Waiting on a bloodline It's water under the bridge 'Cause you gotta look her in the eye, And you gotta love your way of life. 'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul Don't you know it's out of your control?