Past Poisons

<p>I pull up your drive and I lay on the horn. Cling to the bottle that's keeping me warm. Sweet whiskey Jesus I wish I weren't born.</p><p>You get up to leave and you hear in the dark, Those early evening arrows missing their mark. 'Cause they're out to get you, but they don't have the heart.</p><p> You're just another one of last summer's dreams, Your eyes are blue, and your seas are green. Some small consolation you get for a while So drink down your sorrows and their crooked ass smiles</p><p> If you want me you know where I'll be Putting past poisons gently to sleep. If you want me you know where I'll be Putting past poisons gently to sleep.</p><p>There's a fire inside that makes your blood run. The lovers who love you smell your smoke from your gun. You keep your confusion to your hell made for one.</p><p>You're just another one of last summer's dreams, Your eyes are blue, and your seas are green. Some small consolation you get for a while So drink down your sorrows and their crooked ass smiles</p><p>If you want me you know where I'll be Putting past poisons gently to sleep. If you want me you know where I'll be Putting past poisons gently to sleep.</p>