One-Liners Lyrics

Well, I could write a book

I could write a book

With just one-liners

But, I'm just one liar

I could steal a hook

I could steal a hook

And just change a key higher

Pull it with pliers

And, I could fake love

I could fake love

And it would be finer

And it would seem dire

Than your real love

Than your real love

Like a late night diner

When you're real drunk

When you're real drunk

And the wait staff is fire

Almost, almost there

Lord, You're so close that its almost not fair

I'll be waiting, yeah, waiting on you

Contemplating if there's something better I could do

I could do a drug

With just some training

I could wash a car

By watching it raining

I will be a star

Once I am cremated

Almost, almost there

Lord, I'm so close that its almost not fair

I'll be waiting, yeah, waiting on me

Contemplating if there's somewhere better I could be

I'm just a good-ole-boy with a good-ole-heart

She's just a down down-home girl

That's a hell of a place to start

But where does it end

You know black screen then fin

Will it begin and if so then when

Almost, almost there

Lord, we're so close that its almost not fair

I'll be waiting, yeah, waiting on you

Contemplating if there's something better we could do