Cranky

All i know is that i'm true to every single one of you the best that i know how to do.

I'm lost, lost

Cranky is a friend of mine

She puts away a glass of wine faster than the columbine falls off in frost

So tell me cranky, what do i do?

What do i do?

There's miles more heartache yet to go through

How do you get rid of love when it's painted on you like a glove and you're really not deserving of its grace?

Cranky's got somewhere to go, probably leaving with the coming snow somewhere south of idaho

I'll miss her face. so tell me cranky, what do i do?

What do i do?

There's miles more

Heartache yet to go through

How do you get rid of love?

How do you get rid of love?

How do you get rid of love?

You don't. you've lost

Cranky is a friend of mine

She puts away a glass of wine faster than the columbine

Falls off in frost