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• Artiste: Laura Bryna
• Titre: She Can't Save Him
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It's one more morning after as she reaches for the phone No he won't be going into work today It's aspirin for his breakfast as she puts some coffee on The night before still showing on his face He lies to her, She's learned to lie for him. The curtains are draw, The truth can't find it s way in She can keep his little secret from everybody else, She can hide that whiskey bottle a little higher on the shelf, But she can't save him from himself. She puts on her make-up and she paints on a smile Packs some clothes inside an old suitcase She pulls off of the highway and she checks into a Comfort inn It's the key to her temporary state of grace She's been his rock, She's been his angel, But she can't be his god, And deliver him from the gates of Hell. She can keep his little secret from everybody else, She can hide that whiskey bottle a little higher on the shelf, But she can't save him from himself. And she says a prayer for both of them 'Cause she's realized at last That without tasting a single drop She's been drinking from the very same glass She can keep his little secret from everybody else, She can hide that whiskey bottle a little higher on the shelf, But she can't save him, She can't save him, She can't save him from himself.