Words and music by Brendan Mckinney
 © 2021
 
Verse one:
 
I’ve got a bad thought in my head that keeps bouncing around, 
like a pic in the whole of my guitar that won’t come out, 
I want to shake that sucker loose and just move on, 
but a thing like that is easier said than done,
 
Verse two:
 
It’s a long lament settling into my bones, every time I Jones for the sound of your voice, on the other end of my cell phone… And an urge like that won’t leave me alone,
 
Chorus:
What am I going to do without you babe?  Who am I going to call when I get low?  All my talk of breaking free and having fun… It’s easier said than done,
 
 
Instrumental break;
 
Bridge:
 
Friends tell me I look like hell, I guess I don’t hide it well, I don’t hide it well at all…
 
Verse three:
 
But the bartender tells me it’s only a rut, and whiskey is good for no matter what,
I want to sink this bourbon down and stop at one, but a thing like that is easier said than done,
 
Chorus; tag. Out.