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• Artiste: Travis Tritt
• Titre: Better Off Dead
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There ain't one objection That I haven't lodged Makes me just want to give up And get the hell outta dodge But I stay here truthful With a heart that's in pain Just tryna stay dry Though I'm standin' in the rain Would she be forgivin' If she only knew How I try to tread water Wearin' concrete shoes? And it all goes rotten Everything that I touch And it won't be forgotten That I've hurt her this much Will I ever live down Angry words that I've said? I can't help this feeling I'd be better off dеad She calls up her best friеnd And she cries on the phone And I feel like a stranger In the house we call home I beg her to listen As she walks out the room These clouds won't be clearin' Here anytime soon So, I take desperate measures To bring back our love By fixin' what's broken But I can't patch things up And it all goes rotten Everything that I touch And it won't be forgotten That I've hurt her this much Will I ever live down Angry words that I've said? And Lord, I can't help the feeling I'd be better off dead I walk past her bedroom First door down the hall Where my daughter lies sleepin' Unaware of it all And Lord, I feel grateful She's too young to see The trouble and turmoil 'Tween her mama and me And then I lean over And softly kiss her head And just then it hits me I'm not better off dead