I need you desperately...

My hands are shaking but I can still pour mistake that I'm making
And I'll pour one more
It runs in my family it runs in my blood
And just like my Daddy, I can't get enough
Every last drop I say is the last
Then I drive to the store and I fill up my glass

Dear Sobriety
Please come back to me
I left you high and dry

I'm doomed for good this time
I swore I wouldn't be
I'm making a fool of me
I need you desperately
Dear Sobriety

Two years I gave you and I did not sway
And I swore to my family I'd keep it that way
Saved by the good Lord and hurt in their eyes
But life back slatter and I compromise
If heartache won't kill you, you'll find something that will
And it turns out this battle is only uphill

Dear Sobriety
Please come back to me
I left you high and dry
I'm doomed for good this time
I swore I wouldn't be
Oh but I'm making a fool of me
I need you desperately
Dear Sobriety

Dear Sobriety
Please come back to me
I left you high and dry
I'm doomed for good this time
I swore I wouldn't be
Oh but I'm making a fool of me
I need you desperately
Dear Sobriety

Dear Sobriety - Pistol Annies

Hey Blues, nothing compares...

Blues, you're buzzkill
You sneak up on my pain pills
Jack Daniels can't swallow you whole
Hey Blues, you're a tough act to follow

Ain't no neddle that can kill
The pain that I feel
No smoke that can clear all this air
Hey Blues, nothing compares

The way that you hurt
The way that you sting
The way that you bring me
Down to my knees
If whiskey can't drown you
What the hell will
Hey Blues, you're a buzzkill

You showed up at a party
Where I thought I'd party so hard
That you'd be gone for good
Hey Blues, guess I misunderstood

You're good at disguising
And I'm good at lying
Right here, where some strangers been
Hey Blues, you're over my head

The way that you hurt
The way that you sting
The way that you bring me
Down to my knees
If whiskey can't drown you
What the hell will
Hey Blues, you're a buzzkill

The way that you hurt
The way that you sting
The way that you bring me
Down to my knees
If whiskey can't drown you
What the hell will
Hey Blues, you're a buzzkill
Hey Blues, you're a buzzkill

Blues, You're a Buzzkill - Pistol Annies

Said "Goodnight darlin'," with a sweet southern drawl...

Maybe he's in Texas, maybe this town
Maybe Oklahoma plowin' up some ground
Southern Carolina, somewhere on the coast,
Maybe Alabama, drivin' thru Montgomery right now.
There's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South.

Maybe he's in Florida, somewhere in the pines,
Maybe on the delta throwin' out a line,
Maybe he's in Georgia, starin' at the stars,
Maybe Tennessee pickin' on a guitar right now.
There's somethin' 'bout a boy from the south

Yeah, the first time I felt it I was only 16,
And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree.
Said "Goodnight darlin'," with a sweet southern drawl.
Man, I think I might just have to love them all --
My boys from the South.

Maybe in Kentucky, workin' in the mine.
Maybe down in Little Rock, just to pass the time.
Maybe he's somewhere in New Orleans,
Livin' it up in the Big Easy right now.
There's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South.

Yea, the first time I felt it I was only 16,
And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree.
Said "Goodnight darlin'," with a sweet southern drawl.
Man, I think I might just have to love them all --
My boys from the South.

Maybe he's in Texas, maybe this town.
My boys from the South.

Boys from the South - Pistol Annies


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Baby, I'm coming for you...

I'm hell on heels

Say what you will

I done made the devil a deal

He made me pretty

He made me smart

And I'm gonna break me a million hearts

I'm hell on heels

Baby, I'm coming for you

This diamond ring

On my hand's

The only good thing

That came from that man

Got a G.T.O. from one named Joe

And a big piece of land down in Mexico

I'm hell on heels

Baby, I'm coming for you

I got a pink guitar

A Lincoln town car

From ol' what's his name

I meet at a bar

Got a high rise flat in Hollywood

From a married man who wasn't up to no good

I'm hell on heels

Baby, I'm coming for you

Then there's Jim

I almost forgot I ran him off

But I took the yacht

Poor ol' Billy

Bless his heart

I'm still using his credit card

I'm hell on heels

Sugar daddy, I'm coming for you

I'm hell on heels

Say what you will

I done made the devil a deal

He made me pretty

He made me smart

And I'm gonna break me a million hearts

I'm hell on heels

Baby, I'm coming for you

I'm hell on heels

Say what you will

I done made the devil a deal

He made me pretty

He made me smart

I'm gonna break me a million hearts

I'm hell on heels

Sugar daddy, I'm coming for you

Hell On Heels - Pistol Annies