Sick of this life
Not that you'd care
I'm not the only one
With whom these feelings I share
Nobody understands, quite why we're here
Searching for answers
That never appear
But maybe if I looked real hard I'd
I'd see your trying too
To understand this life
That we're all going through
(Then when she said she was going to like wreck my car... I didn't know what to do)
Sometimes I feel like I'm beating a dead horse
An I don't know why you'd be bringing me down
I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now
I'd be smiling
I guess some things never change
Never change
I met an old cowboy
I saw the look in his eyes
Something tells me he's been here before
'Cause experience makes you wise
I was only a small child
When the thought first came to me
That I'm a son of a gun and the gun of a son
That brought back the devil in me
Sometimes I feel like I'm beating a dead horse
An I don't know why you'd be bringing me down
I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now
I'd be smiling
I guess some things never change
Never change
I ain't quite what you'd call an old soul
Still wet behind the ears
I been around this track a couple o' times
But now the dust is starting to clear
Oh yeah!!!
Sometimes I feel like I'm beating a dead horse
An I don't know why you'd be bringing me down
I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now
I'd be smiling
Ooh yeah, I'd be smiling
No way I'd be smiling
Ooh smiling
Sick of this life
Not that you'd care
I'm not the only one
With whom these feelings I share
~H.S.C.H.A~
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