Karaoké Secrets Billy Strings

It's somethin' cold like what I stuck around to fight through and it gets feelin' tougher every day

I feel like everybody likes to run their mouth but can't decide on what it is they're tryin' to say

There's nothin' wrong with hearin' voices even when they're in your dreams

And if you'd listen in tomorrow could be better than it seems

I used to think I couldn't even count my blessings but now I know they're few and far between

And when I look at my reflection in the mirror

I can see some man

I've never even seen

The wasted life

I left behind me was just a war I couldn't win

I'm the devil's guest of honor

That's the best it's ever been

Little said is soonest mended

Without a wing a word could fly a thousand miles

I'd rather be abandoned or alone just so I could lend my secrets to the wind

I know a man whose pain is heavy like an anchor and it drags him to the bottom of the sea

His cloudy eyes are often lost behind a daydream or frozen in some broken memory

I've never heard him speak about what happened

He'll never say what laid him low

There are secrets that we carry that are ours to bare alone

You said a love that's kept in secret dies in darkness and a soul needs to confess to be set free

So I'm liftin' back the cover of my heart dear and hopin' that you'll do the same for me

It's not too pretty but it's open

It's the only way I know to tell you true

I'd walk the world alone before I'd ever walk away from you

Little said is soonest mended

Without a wing a word could fly a thousand miles

I'd rather be abandoned or alone just so I could lend my secrets to the wind

If you can link your value to your wallet or a key chain or a locked wrought iron fence around your yard

Livin' check to check

A skinny tie around your neck

On stolen time and borrowed numbers off a card

You blink and life is left behind you

There's no escape

That's just a fact

We're all a dollar short and every one of us is runnin' out of track

Little said is soonest mended

Without a wing a word could fly a thousand miles

I'd rather be abandoned or alone just so I could lend my secrets to the wind

Little said is soonest mended

Without a wing a word could fly a thousand miles

I'd rather be abandoned or alone just so I could lend my secrets to the wind