Nick Lombardo & the Decent Ok - South Dakota

Roses, falling to pieces
Two cents for your bottle of lies
You should've told me you lost your innocence on a cheap bottle of red french wine
Drown your sorrows in your bedsheets
Let's make love one last time
I've been on the road since I left ol' Minnesota
Singin' the blues and skippin' stones to pass the time
Heartache was made for a state like South Dakota
So I stay up north with my whiskey and my wine
Lately I've been thinkin' I don't need too much savin'
I wasted every card and I've spent my last dime
There's something unfair about the games you've been playin'
So deal me one more hand to ease my worried mind
Losers don't complain too much about complication
So let this loser win just one last time
I've been on the road since I left ol' Minnesota
Singin' the blues and skippin' stones to pass the time
Heartache was made for a state like South Dakota
So I stay up north with my whiskey and my wine
I've been on the road since I left ol' Minnesota
Singin' the blues and skippin' stones to pass the time
Heartache was made for a state like South Dakota
So I stay up north with my whiskey and my wine
Heartache was made for a state like South Dakota
So I stay up north with my whiskey and my wine

Written by:
James Gaffield, Nicholas Lombardo

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