Lyrics:

She call them hist in hotel new tattoo and boots,
Staring out the ceiling, wonder why would choose the things we choose
I said 'Hey there darling, you know I thought the same thing here,
Sometimes it's hard hell if you win or lose.'


She said 'Where did we go?
When did we make the fade
Somewhere between I do and promises oh you
There was a moment of silence then..
Ain't no looking back and no second chance.

So I shoot em while I've got em
Give it all tell one day
Well there's gonna..
I've been..here.
And I keep on driving
Over every mile of this land,
All of this living can be hard on them.

Well it's knowing here in Denver
I got whiskey in my hand
And I've staring out the window
But where the hell I've been?
And every time I think of her
It's so much more than I can stand,
All of this living can be hard on me,
So I shoot em while I've got em,
Give it all till I'm dead
Oh that storm..
like a..in the head.

And I keep on driving
Over every mile of this land,
All of this living can be hard on them.

So I shoot em while I've got em
Give it all tell one day
Well there's gonna..
I've been..here.
And I keep on driving
Over every mile of this land,
All of this living can be hard on them.

All of this living can be hard on them.
All of this living can be hard on them.