DEAD HORSE

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

We’re searchin’ for answers

That never appear
But maybe if

I looked real hard I’d

I’d see your tryin’ too

To understand this life,

That we’re all goin’ through

(Then when she said she was gonna like wreck my car… I didn’t know what to do)
Sometimes

I feel like I’m beatin’ a dead horse

An I don’t know why you’d be bringin’ 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 smilin’

I guess some things never change

Never change
I met an old cowboy

I saw the look in his eyes

Somethin’ 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 beatin’ a dead horse An

I don’t know why you’d be bringin’ 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 smilin’ 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 startin’ to clear

Oh yeah!!!
Sometimes I feel like I’m beatin’ a dead horse

An I don’t know why you’d be bringin’ 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 smilin’ Ooh yeah, I’d be smilin’

No way I’d be smilin’ Ooh smilin’

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