Killin’ Myself (One Quarter At A Time)

She left me for some lawyer
With a mansion of a home
Said I was just another
Stop along the road

So I find myself on a stool
In this bar most nights
Hidin’ in the shadows
Of the neon lights

Just killin’ myself, one quarter at a time
Wait for my fate, in the jukebox line
The fiddle and the steel guitar play a eulogy
And salt the wound with memories
I go back to when she was mine
As I kill myself, one quarter at a time

A couple of quarters don’t
Buy too much these days
Just another classic tune
To bring out the heart ache

My friends say I’ll waste away
If I don’t leave that honky-tonk
But I don’t drink much
I just sit there, all night long

I’m just killin’ myself, one quarter at a time
Wait for my fate, in the jukebox line
The fiddle and the steel guitar play a eulogy
And salt the wound with memories
I go back to when she was mine
As I kill myself, one quarter at a time

The girls down there try to change my mood
And with most men, it’d work
But when I look into their eyes I think about that first kiss
How she was everything to me
That’s when I hear those lonesome songs
And I drown in misery

Just killin’ myself, one quarter at a time
The fiddle and the steel guitar play a eulogy
And salt the wound with memories
I go back to when she was mine
As I kill myself, one quarter at a time

Yeah I’m killin’ myself, one quarter at a time
Wait for my fate, in the jukebox line
The fiddle and the steel guitar play a eulogy
And salt the wound with memories
I go back to when she was mine
As I kill myself, one quarter at a time

© Chelsey Sears 2006

© 2006 Chelsey Sears

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