I threw a quarter in the wishing well
Sent an angel all the way to hell
Found the truth in the bottom of a glass
A three dollar draft, cheap heartattack
I don't talk to God no more
To tell the truth I don't think he's spoke before
But yesterday was just too damn long and I need somebody to tell me I'm wrong
Emily where did you go?
Did you have to go so soon?
I loved you more than you'd ever know
But what's a man to do?
I never really had much to say
Not like it mattered anyways
But you left me broken and bruised
Sitting all alone, and singing the blues
One more before I hit the road
I'm to damn far from anything I'd know
These people just don't get me like I thought you did my Emily
Emily where did you go?
Did you have to go so soon?
I loved you more than you'd ever know
But what's a man to do?
I threw a quarter in the wishing well
Sent an angel all the way to hell
Found the truth in the bottom of a glass
A three dollar draft cheap heartattack
Emily where did you go?
Did you have to go so soon?
I loved you more than you'd ever know
But, what's a man to do
What's a man to do?