A Radio With Guts Ten Shot Farewell
Say my name again before you say goodbye
I want to kiss you
And hold you one more time
I wanted nothing more
Than to keep you for all time
But now it's over
And i just want to die
I've got ten shots lined up
In such a perfect line
Kiss them
And kiss you in dark spots
Dark spots
Dark spots
In my mind
I drink one for heaven
Drink two for hell
I drink three for the road
I drink four
Farewell
Look at me
Before i die and disappear
See the reflection
Of yourself in my tears
I wanted nothing more
Than to see you all the time
But now it's over
And i wish i was blind
I've got ten shots lined up
In such a tragic line
Kiss them
And kiss you in soft spots
Soft spots
Soft spots
In my mind
I drink one for heaven
Drink two for hell
I drink three for the road
I drink four
Farewell
I drink one
I drink two
I drink three
I drink four
I drink five
I drink six
I drink seven
Drink eight
I drink nine
I drink ten
You know my heart still beats for you
I can't stop drinking about you...
