It Ain’t Come to That
I've never been a drinker and I ain't into drugs
I've never had the want or need to feel that kind of numb
But those songs about drinking to forget
Are starting to make sense, ever since you left
No, I ain't ever felt the pain like this before
Sitting here and hoping you'll come through that door
With a bottle of whiskey, I ain't cracked
'Cause it ain't come to that
Well, I ain't afraid of living, no that's the easy part
Yeah, time can be your best friend, but it can break your heart
And going through this life without you here
No, I don't know how to start
I'm alone and in the dark
I ain't ever felt the pain like this before
Sitting here and wishing you'll come through that door
With a bottle of whiskey, I ain't cracked
'Cause it ain't come to that
Yeah, the glass is on the table, but I haven't poured
Keep waiting for your car lights to shine through the window
I wanna give in and drown the pain
But it ain't come to that
If I could see you one more time, would it heal this heart of mine?
'Cause I ain't ever felt the pain like this before
Sitting here believing you'll walk through that door
Staring at this bottle I ain't cracked
'Cause it ain't come to that
I pick the glass up off the table like the night before
Take one last look outside just to be sure
I wanna give in and drown the pain
But it ain't come to that
No, it ain't come to that (oh, oh, oh)
No, it ain't come to that
I've never had the want or need to feel that kind of numb
But those songs about drinking to forget
Are starting to make sense, ever since you left
No, I ain't ever felt the pain like this before
Sitting here and hoping you'll come through that door
With a bottle of whiskey, I ain't cracked
'Cause it ain't come to that
Well, I ain't afraid of living, no that's the easy part
Yeah, time can be your best friend, but it can break your heart
And going through this life without you here
No, I don't know how to start
I'm alone and in the dark
I ain't ever felt the pain like this before
Sitting here and wishing you'll come through that door
With a bottle of whiskey, I ain't cracked
'Cause it ain't come to that
Yeah, the glass is on the table, but I haven't poured
Keep waiting for your car lights to shine through the window
I wanna give in and drown the pain
But it ain't come to that
If I could see you one more time, would it heal this heart of mine?
'Cause I ain't ever felt the pain like this before
Sitting here believing you'll walk through that door
Staring at this bottle I ain't cracked
'Cause it ain't come to that
I pick the glass up off the table like the night before
Take one last look outside just to be sure
I wanna give in and drown the pain
But it ain't come to that
No, it ain't come to that (oh, oh, oh)
No, it ain't come to that
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Writer(s): Clint Curtis, Gregg Bolger
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