i've been the one

i've been the one who has been frightened

and almost borne away by the very thoughts

that i feared yesterday

and it must be the dust or smoke that's in my eyes

how can i cry about something from someone i won't see

oh my friends all say she had her chance

let's go shoot some pool

ya know a fool is just a fool

and i've tried everything that whiskey cures

but the pain endures and now i'm feeling that pain

i put my pride in my pocket

that's how i'll spend my loneliest days

and it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes

don't know what to do

hold the lamp above the rafters

these smoke-filled rooms will not replace her

i've been the one who has been frightened

and almost borne away by the very thoughts

that i feared yesterday

and it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes