Well, I'm not the kind of man
who goes crying in his beers
or chasing all my pain away
with a drink beyond my years
I don't get all emotional
that's the way it's always been
yet you never fail to leave me lost
when you pack up again
An empty heart
and a pack of lies
rolled up in my sleeve
my day won't start
until I realise
Ask and she shall deceive
There's a wedding
somewhere in San Antonio
I changed my address
so I might not have to know
I didn't think she could hurt me more
and I suppose that much is true
but if I could do one single thing
I'd probably toast the groom
"She's got an empty heart
and a pack of lies
she's probably gonna leave
but your life will start
when you've realized
Ask she shall deceive."
Copyright ©2005 Justin Karguth
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Umm...is that a song?
Well, I wrote it... sometimes I have a tune in my head when I write. Most of the time not. I am not very knowledgable about making music.
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