Here Lies the Fool

Nights are getting long

And I'm getting restless

Been calling your line, hearing the dial

Damn it, I'm desperate

And I made this bed

And I gotta lay here without

The woman I love

So here lies the fool

When the empty whiskey sours become withered graveyard flowers

When buzzing neon lights break the silent midnight rule

Her memory, I can't let go, the last words she said, they echo

I made this bed, if this barstool was a headstone, here lies the fool

Who couldn't quit the whiskey

Couldn't solve the pain, couldn't do a damn thing

But make her miss me

I'd give her the world

If she'd just come back again

And breathe some life in this soul, dig me out of this hole that I'm in

When the empty whiskey sours become withered graveyard flowers

When buzzing neon lights break the silent midnight rule

Her memory, I can't let go, the last words she said, they echo

I made this bed, if this barstool was a headstone, here lies the fool

If anyone knows where she might be tonight

Tell her I'm here till the moon disappears and I'm six drinks deep

When empty whiskey sours become withered graveyard flowers

When buzzing neon lights break the silent midnight rule

Her memory, I can't let go, last words she said, they echo

I made this bed, if this barstool was a headstone, here lies the fool

I made this bed, if this barstool was a headstone, here lies the fool