Pat Green - Holdin on

^CCigarettes and a ^Glighter, ^CLonely woman swinging ^Gdoor, ^CBroken pieces of a ^Gbroken love affair, I ^Cguess we've seen all that ^Dbefore. ^CTonight she stares to the ^Gdarkness, ^CWelcomes it back home a^Ggain. ^CShe'll cry every night til the ^Gday that she dies If ^Amshe don't find out h^Cow to l^Det love in^G.

^CI need some^Dbody to s^Gave me, ^CI need to ^Dlearn how to f^Gly. A ^Cwalk on the c^Dlouds with the a^Gngels, ^CLaugh when the d^Devil c^Gries. ^CI've got to t^Dake my c^Ghances, ^CSpend my n^Dights in w^Gild romances and ^Chold on to w^Dhat's ^AmHoldin' ^Don to ^Gme.

^CNow doesn't this all s^Geem familiar, You s^Caid I took the words f^Grom your mouth. ^CMaybe if we sit and t^Galk for awhile, ^CWe just might work it all ^Dout. And the h^Cardest thing about l^Geavin' is ^CKnowing when a friend is a f^Griend. A ^Ccouple more drinks and I^G'll be on my way, ^AmSleeping and down, s^Cafe in your a^Drms a^Ggain.