The Process

It's the distance in the overall feel
 The missed hints in her eyes that steal
 Your heart every time
 You're losing your mind
 Said take your time figure out your life
 If it's meant to be then you'll see one night
 The moon is alive
 For the very, very first time
 Where do we call when the whiskey's gone?
 And who do I tell when I'm all alone?
 My minds been telling me I should walk away
 But my heart's making mistakes
 The cold in the ground reminds you how
 Little times left to talk about
 The pain in her heart
 Well, dear don't you start
 Honestly on a candle lit porch
 Honestly I don't think there's more about than you
 Well, there's your truth
 Where do we call when the whiskey's gone?
 And who do I tell when I'm all alone?
 My minds been telling me to walk away
 But my heart's making mistakes
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 Sit around this house like a prison sentence
 Staring at the phone with a widow's intent
 I'm waiting for the dead
 To be contacted
 Mistakes are made and lines are drawn
 Comes a day to put down your guns
 Well, not today
 I won't walk away
 Where do we call when the whiskey's gone?
 And who do I tell when I'm all alone?
 My minds been telling me to walk away
 But my heart's making mistakes
 But my heart's making mistakes