paroles de chanson Better Than My Heart (Bonus Track) - Luke Bryan

I'm feeling kind of banged up
Slow out of the bed
Neon noise and honky-tonk wine ringing in my head
Last night I saw your car
I overheard your name
Pulled my hat down low, wouldn't want you to know I was in this shape

Now these old beer bones are like a rusty old plow
These cigarettes eyes are 'bout to burn out
But they're still doing better, better than my heart
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile
But they're still doing better, better than my heart

You filled it with your love
Then you drained it out
Sometimes I think you built it up just to break it down
Now that's really left is an emptiness inside
A river running cold, memories growing old
Dying right there on the vine

Now these old beer bones are like a rusty old plow
These cigarettes eyes are 'bout to burn out
But they're still doing better, better than my heart
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile
But they're still doing better, better than my heart, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, now these old beer bones are like a rusty old plow
These cigarettes eyes are 'bout to burn out
But they're still doing better, better than my heart
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile
But they're still doing better, better than my heart

Yeah, they're still doing better
Better than my heart
Better than my heart