Lyrics

I still taste like liquor
But I cut back on cigarettes
Them cowboy killers
They ain't killed me yet
And, yeah, I miss you
But I've moved on a little bit
Sometimes I get sleep
And dream I'll forget

Still I ain't quite over my belief
The death of you was the death of me

I got me a new gig
On the right side of the tracks
They pay me in dollars
And I've gained a little sense
But I'm still lonely
And it hurts a might bit
To know your memory
Is as close as I can get

Still I ain't quite over my belief
The death of you was the death of me

It plays on repeat
That night in my head
I can't get no licenses
But I guess that's for the best
Was it one too many
Or was it way more than that
Just remember headlights
And swervin' to the left

Still I ain't quite over my belief
The death of you was the death of me

I still taste like liquor
And can't quit them cigarettes
Without bad habits
I can't live with this regret