Dance On Broken Legs

E I’ve been wincing from the pain of dancing upon these broken legs A E A E My whiskey and my lovers drained away, and I can’t remember their names E A E Ooooooooo (2x) E A E E A E I’ve been sleeping with my gun, at night I like to hold it in my hand F#m A E A E It’s cold caress upon my neck but I’ve got singing to do yet E A E Ooooooooo (2x) E A E E A E I’ve been writing my own songs, detailing the things that I’ve done wrong F#m A E A E The melody hides in my throat, there are no notes for the words we wrote E A E Ooooooooo (4x) E A E E A E I’ve been dreaming of a friend, someone who doesn’t run from what’s within F#m A E They would guide me to the shore, lead me to the edge where I could let things go