"Southern Comfort" lyrics

"Southern Comfort"

I need some time to figure out
What's on my mind
It's been a couple weeks
Since you been gone
I know you needed space
Some time to figure out what's in your head
To find where you belong

And I been up all night staring at that door
Hoping you'd waltz in like you did before
Telling me that you're sorry you had to explore
Just gimme something more

This bottle in my hand
Ready to pour another drink
What else can I do to forget about you
It takes everything I have
Not call your number
At least I have the memories
In this southern comfort
Oh ho in this southern comfort

I know you're in your bed right now
Wondering bout the choice we made
If that decision was wrong
I wanna tell you that I'd give up anything
If you'd come back to me but i
I can't let go of my pride

And you'd be up all night staring at that door
Hoping I'd drive up when you're feelin' bored
Take every moment in like we did before
But that's not us anymore

This bottle in my hand
Ready to pour another drink
What else can I do to forget about you
It takes everything I have
Not call your number
At least we have the memories
In this southern comfort
In this southern comfort


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