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 17
 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
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 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