LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeScars On This Guitar
Another Friday night I'm somewhereA little drunk and worn out from the showIt's a hallway to a hotel roomThe truck's already rolling down the roadI find the lights, take off my coatI see her there just lying on the bedShe's seen me through my yesterdaysGod knows tonight I'm needing her againShe's the place I goWhen there's nowhere left to run toShe's the one I holdWhen there's no one to hold on toShe's been with me late at nightWhen I was drowning in the darkShe heard my every wordWhen I was pouring out my heartSo I thank my lucky starsFor every crack, scratch and scar on this guitarShe's given me her bestWhen I am at my worstWhen I can't find the piecesFingers scratching in the dirtShe offers no forgiveness''Cause she likes to make it hurtShe's the place I goWhen there's nowhere left to run toShe's the one I holdWhen there's no one to hold on toShe's been with me late at nightWhen I was drowning in the darkShe heard my every wordWhen I was pouring out my heartSo I thank my lucky starsFor every crack, scratch and scar on this guitarMorning like a freight trainLast night still ringing in my headBefore today becomes tomorrowTonight I know I'll do it all againShe's the place I goWhen there's nowhere left to run toShe's the one I holdWhen there's no one to hold on toShe's been with me late at nightWhen I was drowning in the darkShe heard my every wordWhen I was pouring out my heartSo I thank my lucky starsFor every crack, scratch and scar on this guitarAnd so I thank my lucky starsFor every crack, scratch and scar on this guitar
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