Laughable - Cowboy Mouth

Well i stare at the hole in my hands

And i watch you slip away

And i feel if i’d only done better than maybe i could make you stay

And i stare at the hole in my hands

And i can’t remember things i say

Hour to hour, sentence to sentence, day to day

Well i could but i don’t

And i should but i won’t

It’s laughable

There’s an empty space in my bed

My bed’s too big these days

Even as i hold you i’m letting you go somewhere far away

There’s an empty space in my heart

When my friends say, «boy, now you’re free»

Cause freedom’s not a ring around your finger

I can tell 'em its a memory

Well i could but i don’t

And i should but i won’t

It’s laughable

Having to tell someone good bye

Having to find a place to hide

When all you feel these days is empty inside

Well i remember the last time we met

You held a stranger’s hand

You introduced him to me and said, «can we try and be friends?»

Well i could but i don’t

And i should but i won’t

It’s laughable