Acid Tongue - Kyle Craft

I went to a cobbler to fix a hole in my shoe

He took one look at my face and said, «I can fix that hole in you»

«I beg your pardon, I’m not lookin' for a cure,

I’ve seen enough of my friends in the depths of the godsick blues»

You know I am a liar

You know I am a liar

Nobody helps a liar

'Cause I’ve been down to Dixie and dropped acid on my tongue

Tripped upon the land 'til enough was enough

I was a little bit lighter and adventure on my sleeve

I was a little drunk and looking for company

So I found myself a sweetheart with the softest of hands

We were unlucky in love, but I’d do it all again

We built ourselves a fire

We built ourselves a fire

But you know I am a liar

You know I am a liar

And you don’t know what I’ve done

By the rolling river is exactly where I was

There was no snake oil cure for unlucky in love

To be lonely is a habit like smoking or taking drugs

And I’ve quit them both, but, man, was it rough

Now I am tired

It just made me tired

Let’s build ourselves a fire

Let’s build ourselves a fire