Heading Down the Line

Heading on down the line. To a place I've been before. Down the street

of broken dreams. Straight to the liquor store. And I'll keep pouring.

Till your memory is gone. Because if all you're offering is misery.

Then set me free and I'll be. Heading on down the line.

Living in this house of cards. I can't take it anymore. Walking through a

minefield. When I open my front door. So I'll keep pouring.

Till I can't see you any more. Because if all you're offering is

misery. Then set me free. And I'll be. Heading on down