Karaoké Nothing Short of Dying Travis Tritt

I should have told her more I loved her

I should've spent more time at home

But should haves really aren't important

Since the fact is now she's gone

I wish I'd listened to my conscience

When it said

"Don't let her go"

And if she's wonderin' how I'm doing

Well, I think she ought to know

That I find myself praying

More than I ever did before

And I find my heart is breaking

Each time her memory slams the door

And I find myself crying

And trying to hold on

'Cos there ain't nothing short of dying

That's worse than being left alone

I thought I'd be just fine without her

I'd be happy, a free man

But the hurting side of lonesome

Is what I didn't understand

And the lessons that I'm learning

Lord, I'm learning awful well

'Cos nights I used to spend in heaven

Have been replaced by nights of hell

And I find myself praying

More than I ever did before

And I find my heart is breaking

Each time her memory slams the door

And I find myself crying

Oh and trying to hold on

'Cos there ain't nothing short of dying

That's worse than being left alone

There ain't nothing short of dying

That's worse than being left alone