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• Artiste: Austin Williams
• Titre: Coming Home To
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She said, "Boy, you're actin' like an alcoholic" After every fight, you're goin' five o'clock, yeah Come down to the bar, get the numb in your heart Let me tell you, that won't get you very far Against my better judgement, I pulled out of the drive Went down to the dive, a couple hours go by Faded as them old faded lights I can't believe my eyes She left the 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swayin' high Never seen so much right up in them baby blues Said, "Just leave with me or stay here with your way to prove" Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to Yeah, it's 2 AM The house was empty as a bottle I was sippin' on I guess she meant it when she said she was gettin' gone Yeah, it's lookin' 'bout as bad as it gets You damn near should've seen it when She left the 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swayin' high Never seen so much right up in them baby blues Said, "Just leave with me or stay here with your way to prove" Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to Won't be coming home to, home to, home to (You won't be comin' home to, home to, home to) Whiskey, whiskey on the wall What's gonna get this broken boy? The drunkest of 'em all, I'm singin' Whiskey, whiskey on the shelf What's gonna get this broken boy? About all this stuff, she left a 4Runner She left a 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swayin' high Never seen so much right up in them baby blues Said, "Just leave with me or stay here with your way to prove" Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to (Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to) Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to