Biltmore Nights

I can’t always figure it out
I watch too much television
Your eyes are green, purple, and gold
And now your tricks are getting old
I can’t wait for your reply
I don’t even know if you’ll even know
Your boy’s alright
That dog’s alive
And boy I bet you feel like a loser
I’m so sick of the same routine
Stay up late and say that you love me
It’s so stupid, I can’t tell you nothing
It’s just only time just wait and see
I was alone before I met you darling
And I’ll be alone before it stops