He spent his days
Living in pretend
Whiskey was his outlet
Happy days he spent when he was a kid
Have all changed from being jilted
The murderous ways of men
Have all ended
A struggle to change the traumatic
Sitting alone staring at the blinds
The pain is growing in your mind
From the comfort
Of a hospital bed
People stand around so silent
We believed everything that they said
But they had no idea
Experience has taken me away
From the love that she gave me
And it's so late in the afternoon
The delusion I get to choose
Brent Beamer - Jilted Lyrics
Brent Beamer - Jilted Lyrics
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He spent his days
Living in pretend
Whiskey was his outlet
Happy days he spent when he was a kid
Have all changed from being jilted
The murderous ways of men
Have all ended
A struggle to change the traumatic
Sitting alone staring at the blinds
The pain is growing in your mind
From the comfort
Of a hospital bed
People stand around so silent
We believed everything that they said
But they had no idea
Experience has taken me away
From the love that she gave me
And it's so late in the afternoon
The delusion I get to choose
Living in pretend
Whiskey was his outlet
Happy days he spent when he was a kid
Have all changed from being jilted
The murderous ways of men
Have all ended
A struggle to change the traumatic
Sitting alone staring at the blinds
The pain is growing in your mind
From the comfort
Of a hospital bed
People stand around so silent
We believed everything that they said
But they had no idea
Experience has taken me away
From the love that she gave me
And it's so late in the afternoon
The delusion I get to choose
Writer: BRENT CURTIS BEAMER
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave