Gray-eyed Mornings

The morning will dawn around our affairs
We'll be tangled up, unaware
And in the bleak and grey-eyed dawn, I'll get dressed
And down your stairs, light my smokes, get on down the road
Oh god, I'm gone

We did a solid job disguising our lies
At least ignoring the things like this, they all burn and die
I'm up without warning, or farewell
You can drink it off tonight, I know you will

There ain't a song in my breast for you
I reckon there ain't much that I can do
I'll take my bow, and then depart
Just don't tell me that I broke your heart
You're better than that

I do not feel like coming round again
I already got too many friends
I'm not that bitter, sad, or cold
Sometimes this kind of thing just gets real damn old

There ain't a song in my breast for you
I reckon there ain't much that I can do
I'll take my bow, and then depart
Just don't tell me that I broke your heart
You know that's a lie