Edward Schaeffer - Tonic Lyrics

When that old sullen wood
Leaves my temperance weak
And the weed in the air
Starts to smell like some lost thing

I'll play them a song
If the moment is wrong
As long as they don't think that
It's a part of me

And I will never be able
To turn these words into thoughts
But burning my side of the table
Is all I'm able to want

When the pride of the strings
Leaves me weak at the knees
Tryin' to find some falsehood
Worthy of my words

But the only ones worth sharing were
The ones I gave to you
So I guess for now that's gonna
Have to do

And I will never be able
To turn these words into thoughts
But burning my side of the table
Is all I'm able to want

And I will never be able
To turn these words into thoughts
But burning my side of the table
Is all I'm able to want