Pistol Annies - Blues, You're A Buzzkill Songtexte

Blues, you're a 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 needle that can kill
The pain that I feel
No smoke that can clear all this air
Hey blues, nothing compares

To 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 ya
What the hell will?
Hey blues, you're a buzzkill

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

You're good at disguisin'
But I'm good at lyin'
Right here in some stranger's bed
Hey blues, you're over my head

With 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 ya
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 ya
What the hell will?
Hey blues, you're a buzzkill
Hey blues, you're a buzzkill