Eleven Zeros
Numbers sometimes make me wonder
Just who the hell is keeping score
I don’t know the limit I just know that I need more
But I have loved you true
Maybe not the way you wanted me to
I’m haunted by your tear stained face
I see it on every bottle and in every smoky place
It’s my cross to bear and it’s my saving grace
And I still love you well
Though I suppose it’s hard to tell
Chorus:
Eleven zeros
Lined up end to end
A chain of nothing
Maybe that’s the way it’s always been
Just eleven zeros
Lined up end to end
Sometimes I think we’ll make it
And everything we touch will turn to gold
Then the darkness comes and I don’t feel so bold
Even when the darkness falls
I still love you most of all
I guess I’ll have a whiskey
One or two can’t do me that much harm
Maybe I can drink past the cold, straight into the warm
But I still love you true
Just not the way you want me to
Chorus:
Eleven zeros
Lined up end to end
A chain of nothing
Maybe that’s the way it’s always been
Just eleven zeros
Lined up end to end
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