Tripping on Sorrow

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Lyric

when the beer runs out 
i still have gin 
but that's not even enough to begin 
cause just a little taste of you 
and a shot of fate 
gets me too drunk to see straight 

tripping on sorrow 
slipping on my tears 
stumbling on grief 
falling in my fears 

limping on my love 
sinking in my pain 
staggering with worry 
dragging on my chain 

collapsing under heartache 
wallowing in sin 
and i'm losing my mind to this affliction 

when I just think about her 
i swear I smell her skin 
but now it smells like sorrow, when it smelled like joy back then 
and all the red wine kisses 
that she used to pour 
have got me laid out on the floor 

tripping on sorrow 
slipping on my tears 
stumbling on grief 
falling in my fears 

limping on my love 
sinking in my pain 
staggering with worry 
dragging on my chain 

collapsing under heartache 
wallowing in sin 
and i'm losing my mind to this affliction 

every black compact car 
and every autumn leaf 
that falls by my door 
all i do is pray 
she's come to take the pain away 
everytime i cry my way to the bar

tripping on sorrow 
slipping on my tears 
stumbling on grief 
falling in my fears 

limping on my love 
sinking in my pain 
staggering with worry 
dragging on my chain 

collapsing under heartache 
wallowing in sin 
and i'm losing my mind to this affliction