Cold Night in Santa Fe

Maybe I should just keep a actin' like nothin's wrong

Or maybe that's a damn fool's way of just holdin' on

To some wasted little thing that anybody else would see as wrong

Just like an old man tellin' the same joke everyday

It ain't the knowin' that it's over, it's the watchin' it slippin' away

I wonder if the birds will ever sing the way they used to do

When will this empty pillow next to me not be a lonesome view?

I wanna hear a different melody, but there just ain't nothin' new

It's the same old song that keeps me shackled here in this bed

It ain't the what you think is comin', it's the sad truth, it isn't here, yeah

It doesn't matter if I still remember

That cold night down in Santa Fe

Where you told me all your loneliest secrets

And I swore I'd never give 'em away

I bought you a necklace down in the market

You got me that old pawnshop guitar

You read me Mather's love song

The whole way back home in the car

Sometimes I wonder if I made this whole thing up in my head

Just like a kid in his room afraid of what he'll find in the dark

But when I turn on the light, I can see you truly fallin' apart

It's fallin' apart, it's fallin' apart

Yeah, I'm fallin' apart