Verse 1
Easy To Love
Easy To Kill
If Your Love Doesn't Kill Me
My Heartbreak Sure Will
Why Did You Write
The Perfect Song
For Sitting Around On A Sunday Night?
Chorus
And Poison The Sound
The Sound
The Sound
The Sound
The Sound
Verse 2
Someone Said I Should Separate
The Actions And Art Of The Writers I Like
It Got Inside
Crawled Into My Brain
And Trashed The Place Until It Died
Chorus
Why Did You Write
The Perfect Song
For Driving Around On A Southern Night?
Went To Your Show
And I Sang Along In The Rafters
And Let You Into My Mind
My Mind
My Mind
My Mind
