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Texty: Ryan Adams. Gold. Harder Now That It's Over.

They slapped them on you
Where that bracelet used to be
You know the one I bought you in Phoenix
Where they sell old jewelry

I was trying to make you angry
But I didn't feed you to the cops
When I threw that drink in that guy's face
It was just to piss you off

'Cause honey it's over now
It's harder now that it's over
It's harder now that it's over
Now that the cuffs are off

Honey it's over now
It's harder now that it's over
It's harder now that it's over
Now that the cuffs are off

And you're free
You're free, free with a history
You're free, you're free with a history

I heard your wrists got bruised
Must've felt just like old times
I wish you would've grabbed the gun
And shot me 'cause I died

And I'm nothing now without you
Yeah, I'm less than nothing now
I'm the one between the bars
And lost forever now

'Cause honey it's over now
It's harder now that it's over
It's harder now that it's over
Now that the cuffs are off

It's over now
It's harder now that it's over
It's harder now that it's over
Now that the cuffs are off

And you're free, you're free
You're free, free with a history
You're free, you're free
You're free, free with a history, oh

I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry