Here I Sit

Well I got drunk last night
And the night before
In fact ain't been sober
Since you walked out the door
Well if I could walk you know I'd run
I'd be running for you wild
But here I sit
Just crying like a child

Well it ain't what you said
It's more of how you said it
That letter you left on my dresser
A hundred times I've read it
If I could drive I'd race all night
To be where you are by tomorrow
But here I sit
Drinking through my sorrow

Well if the world could see me now
They'd say I'm putting old Jones to shame
But I ain't on no radio
Because they can't pronounce my name
If I had any money
The next plane to you I'd be on it
But here I sit
Swallowing my wallet

If I had any money
The next plane to you I'd be on it
But here I sit
Swallowing my wallet



Credits
Writer(s): Barkley Zenoby
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link