Killing You, Killing Me

(альбом: San Isabel - 2019)

Monday evening, lying down for bed
I got the day's news hanging in my head
I got too much stuff to do
And so do you

Went down to Houston to see if I could find
That piece of something that could ease my mind
I couldn't find the answer, only found more pain
When it pours, it rains

Honey, can't you see?
It's killing you, it's killing me
Got to leave that ball and chain
Living that way only brings us pain

Ain't it kinda funny how you can feel alone
Even when I'm there, even when I'm home?
Handfuls of worry in her fingertips
Running from your lips

Honey, can't you see?
It's killing you, it's killing me
Got to leave that ball and chain
Living that way only brings us pain
Only brings us pain

Houston never did no good for me
It was just another town with dead end streets
And I swore to myself, this time I was coming home
Every time I think I wanna be alone
Every time I get a little bit on my own
Well, I always regret the things that I never said
So I turned it around and headed back to you
And I thought about everything I put you through
And you deserve better than I've ever let you know
Cross my heart, honey, when I die
I'll have been a better man with you by my side
And I swear I ain't leaving, never leaving you alone