Laughable

Cowboy Mouth

Well I stare a the hole in my hands

And I watch you slip away

And I feel if I'd only done better

Than the maybe I could make you stay

Then I stare at the hole in my hands

And I can't remember things I say hour to hour,

Sentence to sentence, day to day

Well I could but I don't

I should but I won't

It's laughable



There's and empty space in my bed

Maybe's to big these days

Even as I hold you I'm letting you go

Somewhere there's an empty space in my heart

When my frends say, "boy now you're free"

Cause freedom's not a ring around your finger

I can tell 'em it's a memory

Well I could but I don't

I should but I won't

Having to tell someone goodbye

Having to find a place to hide

When all you feel these days

Is empty inside