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Sister Sin

Nickelback
Well, the lady and me both agree some days we just don't get along
But the whiskey and me both agree maybe we're both just better off
Well, the preacher believes I don't need all of these demons hanging on
But we both know if they don't, I'll get lonely, need a few to tag along

Hanging here by a thread
Hear your voice inside my head

I lay beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, "In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain't about to anymore"

Yeah
Well, the wagon I'm in is paper thin
I think one wheel's coming off
Hey sister sin with that grin, where you been?
So kind of you to help me off

Hanging here by a thread
Hear your voice inside my head

I lay beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, "In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain't about to anymore"

Fall from grace, kingdom come
Laying face down in the mud
Please don't hate, Lord don't judge
For I know not just what I've done
Fall from grace, kingdom come
Laying face down in the mud
Please don't hate, Lord don't judge
For I know not just what I've done
Laying face down in the mud
For I know not just what I've done
For I know not just what I've done

I lay beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, "In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain't about to anymore"
I lay beside you every night
And dread the day you might be gone
She said, "In case you hadn't noticed that
Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no)
And I ain't about to anymore"