Hurricanes and Hand Grenades

I got a glass of wine

I got a cigarette

I should be feeling fine

I ain't feeling nothing yet

She's leading the second line

Feel like I'm in front of it

I guess I am tonight

I got a cigarette

My glass is empty now

I got a little wine

Well I ain't gonna break it out

I need something to let me down

When I'm down and out

I guess I am tonight

She told me I took

The best years of her life

And she was only seventeen

She swore I would leave her

But I didn't believe her

I called it all a bad dream

She's moved on to whiskey now

I've got a Lucky left

Go out and hit the town

But this town can hit itself

My baby's a day away

And I've got a show to play

In Birmingham tonight

There was a time

When she would laugh in my face

Or just sit and judge me silently

I cried on her shoulder

All the things that I told her

Guess I didn't say

Didn't say enough about me

Now hurricanes and hand grenades

Are the only things

That gets you off my mind

But I'm a day away

And I've got a show to play

In Birmingham tonight

I'm a day away

And I've got a show to play

In Birmingham tonight