Life Lays Me Down

She was a faker, I was a fool I tried to make her, I broke the rule And over coffee the morning next I learned the reckless have regrets Life lays me down Life lays me down Life lays me down down But my God was still coming around around He was a salesman, I was a fool He had retirement, I had a stool And over bourbon and a coca cola I fought the bad guy and I kept my soul Life lays me down Life lays me down Life can lay me down down But my God was still coming around around around around around And it's a full house flush With a bass and a brush And a subtle soft shade of the cheekbone blade And the world turns around The sun that is found to be casually gunning For life overrunning in heels He squeals and reveals God don't cut deals