Brandi Carlile – Sugartooth (Guitar Live)

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He wasn't really known for breaking the rules

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When he arrived in the second year of my high school

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He wasn't so much of a twist of fate

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As a short turn up from a Southern state

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He was born with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat

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Always trying to find himself something sweet

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All that he found was a trouble and me

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Or maybe trouble just found him

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It was hard to hide that his heart had scars

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He would stay up late talking to the stars

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People tried to blame him for making bad choices

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When he was only listening to the voices

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And looking for some kind of deeper truth

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Between the lines and the Bible and living proof

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There's no point now to judge him in vain

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If you haven't been there, you don't know the pain

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He was a liar, but not a fraud

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Living proof that there was no God

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Just the Devil, stiff as a rod

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A slave to the sugartooth

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His life became more than he could take

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He found a bad habit he couldn't break

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Nothing could tame him and nothing could hold him

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He only took the pills when the doctor told him

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Looking too hard for that something sweet

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To make his life feel less incomplete

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What in the hell are you gonna do

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When the world has made its mind up about you?

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He was a liar, but not a fraud

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Living proof that there was no God

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Just the Devil, stiff as a rod

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A slave to the sugartooth

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He wanted to be a better man

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Then life kicked him down like an old tin can

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If not for a sugartooth

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They found him lying on his bed

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With a gun in his hand and a quiet head

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His broken heart, now, is finally gone

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But I know that he had to hurt for too long

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To think he had fought it all on his own

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Just to lose the battle and die alone

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After so many years of feeling lost

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He finally made his way back home

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And I heard they put what was left in a box

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And took it to a place called Jesus Rock

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And scattered him all over jagged mound

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As a symbol to all that the piece had been found

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But not for a son who's left behind

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With a hand stuck reaching back in time

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To a place in which you can never unwind

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I hope he found something so sweet

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He was a liar, but not a fraud

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Living proof that there was no God

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Just the Devil, stiff as a rod

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A slave to the sugartooth

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He wanted to be a better man

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Then life kicked him down like an old tin can

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If not for a sugartooth

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Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth

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Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth

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Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth

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Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth