Bryan Elijah Smith

Lyrics

God rest my soul in a bottle of wine
Three Cheers for you dear and all my time.
that i ever so wasted on filling up your glass
yeah this one's for you babe and all my past.
la la la la

so you can take my money and you can have my pride
cause when it's all over girl we're all gonna die.
and i bet you a dime for a pocket full of gold
that you'll never realize honey you got no one to hold.
but you still count your wishes in rain and shine
well you can keep countin' dear they won't buy you more time.
la la la la

do you think about your soul and how much it is worth?
is your money that good, good girl (and) will it save you the hurt?
from knowing you got nothing, yeah nothing more than me
we both know the answer babe, you'll die before you see
la la la la