Song Description

A tale of the ups and downs of heartbreak...with a shot of whiskey on the side.

Lyrics

I can hear your footsteps on the floor
So why don't you just come on through that door?
I'm sorry that I treated you so cold
Looks like your for-sale sign's changed to "sold"

All these lies and ashtrays
Scattered across the room
We've been living half our lives
Dying far too soon

Your new guy must be a saint to think
your love for him could ever match the drink
We both know the fire we shared's the same
and both our spirits burn blue-colored flame

All these lies and ashtrays
Scattered across the room
We've been living half our lives
Dying far too soon
If you give me reason
I won't cut and run
Cuz livin on the razor's edge
with you is much too fun

Now it's hard to mix a cocktail
without thinking of your face
or let my bed get comfortable
with someone in your place
I don't know if what this is
is going through withdrawal
cuz you're the moonshine I need most of all

All these lies and ashtrays
Scattered across the room
We've been living half our lives
Dying far too soon
If you give me reason
I won't cut and run
Cuz livin' on the razor's edge
with you is much too fun
I said stayin' on that razor's edge with you
is much too fun