Texty: Shooter Jennings. A Matter Of Time.

If I go crazy
of if I pull through
its only a matter of time
til I lose my reason
the way I lost you
its only a matter of time

frauline I miss climbing your vines
one taste of your fruit and I grow as high as the tall tall pines
and if i go crazy or if I pull through
its only a matter of time till I lose my reason, I've already lost you
its only a matter of time

I'm fine honey, I'm not losin my mind
I'm just watchin the bubbles as I sink and they fly and become one with the blue sky
if I go crazy or if I pull through its only a matter of time
for I hit the bottom, the bottle hit his bottom too
its only a matter of time

wake up in the morning and grab my piece
put my clothes in my bag and in my hair some grease
blast a lil bit of water on my face and I'm on the run
its been three long days since I seen your face and I never thought I'd ever wanna leave this place
but no matter how far I run it aint far enough

its just a matter of time before I lose my mind
and I feel just fine fine
the only time I rest is when I sleep

there's blood in the rug where ya punched my nose
and I'm singin these songs at all my shows
heaven only knows you're still around
I see your friends when I'm out on the town
when I talk about us I try to keep it down
what goes around honey you know its gotta go down
its just a matter of time before I lose my mind
now that your sun dont shine
the only time I rest is when I sleep

its just a matter of time
its just a matter of time
oh its just a matter of time
oh its just a matter of time
oh its just a matter of time
matter of time
matter of time