Cold Nights

Whiskey Dreams and City Lights: Cold Nights in LA
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Lyrics

She picked up the bottle and drove from Colorado in a hand me down car

Embarking on a journey from Colorado in a passed-down car, carrying a bottle.

She went to be a model but drinking from the bottle only gets you so far

Her pursuit of modeling, but relying on alcohol has limitations.

Well but these liquored up dreams don't stand on their own

Liquored dreams alone are not sustainable or fulfilling.

Took her too long to figure out something that she should've known

Realizing a truth that took too long to grasp.

Well and I know

Transition to a personal reflection or realization.

Cold nights in LA man I hate being sober

Expressing dislike for cold nights in LA while sober.

She's on the telephone begging me not to come over

Receiving a plea on the phone to stay away.

If I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right

Desiring the ability to lie for a better outcome.

Oh well babe we could bottle these dreams

Suggesting the possibility of preserving dreams in bottles.

Save 'em for when there's nothing more but drinking memories

Preserving dreams for times when only drinking memories remain.

She left town stopped coming around suppose it's just as well

The person leaves town, and it seems acceptable.

You know that I was lying pretending I was trying not to miss you like hell Oh and I miss you like hell

Admitting to pretending and missing the person intensely.

Cold nights in LA man I hate being sober

Reiteration of disliking sober cold nights in LA.

She's on the telephone begging me not to come over

Receiving a plea on the phone not to visit.

If I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right

Desiring the power to lie for a better resolution.

Well I hate being sober

Reiterating the dislike for being sober.

Oh well I'm not coming over

Declaring the decision not to visit.

Cold nights in LA man I hate being sober

Repeating the aversion to cold sober nights in LA.

She's on the telephone begging me not to come over

Receiving a plea on the phone not to come over.

If I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right

Desiring the ability to lie for a better outcome.

Cold nights in LA man I hate getting older

Expressing dislike for aging during cold nights in LA.

She's on the telephone, begging me not to come over

Receiving a plea on the phone not to come over.

Well if I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right

Desiring the ability to lie for a better outcome once again.

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