Texty: Halfway to Hazard. Die By My Own Hand.

Sex and the city and Indian food
Well, I never tried ?em, not until you
But it?s lookin? like you left me
With some habits I can?t break

I feel kinda guilty whenever I cuss
And I lay in bed at night and I, I think about us
Maybe it?s because of all the love
You taught me how to make

You changed me, baby
And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me
But then again you might have just gone crazy
Tryin? to love a music man

Well, don?t worry, honey
I understand why you went runnin? from me
I guess I really should have seen it comin?
I?ll always die by my own hand

Ran into your daddy last Saturday night
I finally admitted, he might have been right
Oh, all the times he told me that
You?re just too good for me

You changed me, baby
And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me
But then again you might have just gone crazy
Tryin? to love a music man

Well, don?t worry, honey
I understand why you went runnin? from me
I guess I really should have seen it comin?
I?ll always die by my own hand

Oh, you changed me, baby
And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me
But then again you might have just gone crazy
Tryin? to love this music man

Oh, but don?t worry, honey
I understand why you went runnin? from me
I guess I really should have seen it comin?
I?ll always die by my own hand
Girl, I don?t blame you for nothin?
I?ll always die by my own hand

It is my fault, it is my fault
Girl, you can't blame yourself
Can't blame yourself