Breakup Shoes
Sometimes We Make Decisions
Late night, getting drunk by the fire
Can't drive, or even walk for that matter
Cold wind, looking for a new lover
Day's end, she takes me under the covers
Let's go inside and cuddle up on this cold night
Or we could get high, and you can show me what you like
I'm gone, don't even know what I'm doing
Pass out, save my worries for the morning
Wake up, share a cigarette in bed
Fell numb, my chest is warmed by her head
Let's go inside and cuddle up on this cold night
Or we could get high, and you can show me what you like