Dyin’ Isn’t Cheap Lyrics[Verse 1]
And there's a nice tray of crushed out cigarettes
And an empty bourbon bottle by the bed
A pile of change, a worn out matchbook with a name
And a number scribbled on it that can't be read
Livin' all alone and in the red
Well, I guess sometimes it's worse than being dead
[Chorus]
'Cause dying isn't cheap, it's a mighty hefty cost
When you're doin' it like me, you've already lost
If I had to buy my way to Heaven, I guess I'd go to Hell
'Cause the only thing she left me was this old soul to sell
Since she set me free, livin' don't come easy
And dying isn't cheap
[Verse 2]
And that woman, she was everything
But I guess I wasn't everything to her
And for that woman, I gave anything
Now I'd give anything to drown the pain and hurt
I guess I'll live forever missin' her
'Cause the pills and top-shelf whiskey just don't work
[Chorus]
And dying isn't cheap, it's a mighty hefty cost
When you're doin' it like me, you've already lost
If I had to buy my way to Heaven, I guess I'd go to Hell
'Cause the only thing she left me was this old soul to sell
Since she set me free, livin' don't come easy
And dying isn't cheap
[Outro]
If I had to buy my way to Heaven, I guess I'd go to Hell
'Cause the only thing she left me was this old soul to sell
Since she set me free, livin' don't come easy
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