Sundown
Erik Jensen, Jack Kovach
I left her hanging dry
Cause we had such narrow lines
I followed all that I could see
Now it's a distant memory
As we walk towards tomorrow
Our shadows face different ways
Our shoes are feeling worn and tired
It wasn't you it wasn't me
No excuses left to say
I spent the night escaping you
Afraid to know just where you are
Surrounded by familiar faces
I'll leave my cash atop the bar
As we walk towards tomorrow
Our shadows face different ways
Our shoes are feeling worn and tired
It wasn't you it wasn't me
No excuses left to say