Name: Live at The Blind Lemon (State Line and I am) by Fulton Run
Duration: 7 min 48 s
Description: been playin the lemon for one year today! Jacob Shidler on drums.

been playin the lemon for one year today! Jacob Shidler on drums.

Live at The Blind Lemon (State Line and I am)

The Vegas lights don’t shine the same
The more I look around I see not a damn thing’s changed
This never has been the City of Love
Not for you and me darling, not for anyone

‘Cause that Eiffel Tower’s a goddamn fake
Perfect for a desert oasis flooded with mistakes
Wearin’ LBDs under forged skylines
Women flirt and argue while men ignore the signs
That’ll leave them broken

It doesn’t matter what happens
If there’s feast or if there’s famine
I’ll get even

I hit those tables but they hit back
I never really thought I stood a chance
I built my coffin day by day
Today’s the final nail I’m addin’ since you walked away
And left for Reno

It doesn’t matter what happens
If there’s feast or if there’s famine
I’ll get even

It doesn’t matter what happens
If there’s feast or if there’s famine
I’ll get even
I’ll get even in Reno
I’ll get even in Reno
I’ll get even in Reno
I’ll get even in Reno
I’ll get even in Reno

Even in Reno (Demo)

Sometimes it’s hard
When you walk away
To know I’ve gone too far
What am I supposed to say?
‘Cause I’d be lyin’ if I said I’d resist
Another swing and miss at your hips
Sometimes it’s hard
To be in love at all

When I hear you laugh
It sounds like angel’s wings
Carrying me home
From pain and suffering
But I’d be lyin’ if they didn’t return
When I see you wrapped in his arms
Sometimes it’s hard
To be in love at all

Sometimes it’s hard being all alone
When it seems like everyone has someone
I tried keepin’ secrets with “goodbyes”
Hidden in plain sight
Pooling at the corners of my eyes

We’ll never be
As close as we are
When I close my eyes
And feel every scar
I wouldn’t be bearing if I wasn’t so keen
On your jet-black hair and blue jeans
Sometimes it’s hard
To be in love with you

Sometimes It's Hard (Demo)

I don’t wanna be a winner
I just wanna sing in bars
I don’t wanna be one of those highfalutin’ country stars
There ain’t nothin’ wrong with losin’ when you’re losin’ thisaway
Singin’ ‘bout the times when Waylon, George, and Willie ruled the airwaves
And Hank Williams was the King

I don’t wanna have a day job
I just wanna mess around
I don’t care about succeedin’ all that hard work brings me down
I don’t wanna be a bigwig like my daddy wants me to
I just wanna get blind drunk and sing old country songs with you
Yeehaw!

I know that times are changin’
Things ain’t how they used to be
Why do all these cowboy wannabes flash cash on MTV?
Do they even still play music on that channel anyway?
I miss steel guitars and stealin’ cars with Jesus at the reigns

I don’t wanna be a winner
I just wanna sing in bars
I don’t wanna be one of those highfalutin’ country stars
There ain’t nothin’ wrong with losin’ when you’re losin’ thisaway
Singin’ ‘bout the times when Waylon, George, and Willie ruled the airwaves
And Hank Williams was the King

Live at The Blind Lemon (State Line and I am)

Fulton Run

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