Texty: Darryl Worley. I Wouldn't Mind The Shackles.

I've been known to have a drink or two
In the comfort of my home
It helps to minimize the crazy things
I hear when I'm alone

You'd think by now that every sound
Wouldn't send her memory crashing through my brain
I wouldn't mind the shackles
If it wasn't for the rattle of the chain

Certain little things she used to say
They come through loud and clear
It's sad but I admit, I listen closer than I did
When she was here

Now every noise sounds like her voice
And I'm torn between the pleasure and the pain
I wouldn't mind the shackles
If it wasn't for the rattle of the chain

I wouldn't mind the shackles, I knew the day she left
That I'd be wearing them until the end of time
But every day is a battle, just to keep the burden of my heart
From interfering with my mind

It's knowing that I'll always have her last goodbye
Ringing in my ears, driving me insane
I wouldn't mind the shackles
If it wasn't for the rattle of the chain

Now it seems like everytime
I turn around here it comes again
Someone else is telling me
About the brand new love she wound up in

I tell myself they all mean well
But I still tremble at the mention of her name
I wouldn't mind the shackles
If it wasn't for the rattle of the chain

I wouldn't mind the shackles, I knew the day she left
That I'd be wearing them until the end of time
But every day is a battle, just to keep the burden of my heart
From interfering with my mind

It's knowing that I'll always have her last goodbye
Ringing in my ears, driving me insane
I wouldn't mind the shackles
If it wasn't for the rattle of the chain

No, I wouldn't mind the shackles
If it wasn't for the rattle of the chain