The View

THE VIEW
(Patrick Jason Matthews/Wynn Varble/Tyler Farr)


The smell of a half-smoked cigarette
And hundred proof whiskey on my breath
And there’s a girl that I just met sleeping next to me
Dawn is breaking on this cheap motel
Another thirty dollars I spent well
You would probably say I look like hell, but, hell, I’m free

This ain’t the life I would have chose but you’re the one who had to go
And show me how the world looks without you
Now the man I was is gone
And I’ve been out on the edge so long
God help me, I’m starting to like the view

I never really cared for old dive bars
Never let the bottle have my heart
But now I take it way too far every time
It used to be I couldn’t understand
How a broken heart could turn a man
Into someone who just don’t give a damn, now I’m that guy

This ain’t the life I would have chose but you’re the one who had to go
And show me how the world looks without you
Now the man I was is gone
And I’ve been out on the edge so long
God help me, I’m starting to like the view

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Yeah, the man I was is gone
And I’ve been out on the edge so long
God help me, I’m starting to like the view
God help me, I’m starting to like the view