BROKEN WAGON
Days go by
Skies gone gray
Bottles dry
Hell to pay
"You're alive" rings the phone
"Help," I cry
To dial tone
Well before my name so clear
Leave me no excuses at all
Stay close only comes the fear that I'm
Bound to fall
Free from this broken wagon
Blood flows thick
Patience thin
Needle prick
Got the gin
Smell of fear
Taste of pain
I can hear those tears
Like distant rain
Always twisting my arm around
Never one to accept the day
Straight to the ground, face down as I
Fall in shame
Away from this broken wagon
Free from this broken wagon, yeah
Attach the hitch, I grab the reins
No matter which excuse explains the way I feel
'Cause I'm the only one
To rectify the damage I've done
It's my loss
It's my loss
It's my loss
Free from this broken wagon, yeah
Free from this broken wagon, yeah
Free from this broken wagon
Days gone by
Skies gone gray, yeah
Bottle dry
Hell to pay