"Ain't Lying To Myself" lyrics

"Ain't Lying To Myself"

I've been workin' all week like a dog in the sun
It's been a long damn year and a hell of a month
I'm a little bit short on the money for a stack of bills
People shake my hand and ask how I've been
I tell 'em six feet over and still livin' the dream
Even though some days it's all uphill

I ain't lyin' to myself, there ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't got a feelin' that I'm leanin' a little too strong
On the whiskey in the mornin' or the smoke at night
I keep on believin' it'll be alright
That's just the way it goes, that's what they say
If you dance with the devil, he's gonna get paid
But I've been through hell and still held on
I ain't lyin' to myself, there ain't nothin' wrong

Well, sometimes they break after they fall
But the easy come, easy go, truth of it all
Is worryin' 'bout it won't get you any-damn-where at all

I ain't lyin' to myself, there ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't got a feelin' that I'm leanin' a little too strong
On the whiskey in the mornin' or the smoke at night
I keep on believin' it'll be alright
That's just the way it goes, that's what they say
If you dance with the devil, he's gonna get paid
But I've been through hell and still held on
I ain't lyin' to myself, there ain't nothin' wrong

Well, everything ain't gonna go my way
At least I know at the end of the day

I ain't lyin' to myself, there ain't nothin' wrong
Ain't got a feelin' that I'm leanin' a little too strong
On the whiskey in the mornin' or the smoke at night
I keep on believin' it'll be alright
That's just the way it goes, that's what they say
If you dance with the devil, he's gonna get paid
But I've been through hell and still held on
I ain't lyin' to myself and, no, there ain't nothin' wrong

No, there ain't nothin' wrong


Writer(s): John Russell Pierce, Micah Matthew Wilshire, Chayce Michael Beckham
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