The Graeme Watkins Project

Bloodshot Eyes

The Graeme Watkins Project


Lets not forget we're still dripping with the sweat
From the game we played last night
My sheets are still ruffled up
I staring at the floor and there’s a flickering street light

And I’m running down the same road
And caring the same load
A heart I stole a stolen heart
And I know its getting real cold and I know I’m getting so old
But we'll never be a part

Fold you into a sun beam

Coz these blood shot eyes of mine
They're crying the wine
They're crying the wine
That we dank last night
You're wasting my time
You're wasting my time
Under the dam street light

7 day and 7 nights its still dark
Why do we have to be apart
I know its Saturday and everything is gonna be ok sweet heart

And I’m running down the same road
And caring the same load
A heart I stole a stolen heart
And I know its getting real cold and I know I’m getting so old
But we'll never be a part

Coz these blood shot eyes of mine
They're crying the wine
They're crying the wine
That we dank last night
You're wasting my time
You're wasting my time
Under the dam street light

You know these blood shot eyes of mine
They're crying the wine
They're crying the wine
That we dank last night
You're wasting my time
You're wasting my time
Under the dam street light

Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you

Coz these blood shot eyes of mine
They're crying the wine
They're crying the wine
That we dank last night
You're wasting my time
You're wasting my time
Under the dam street light

You know these blood shot eyes of mine
There crying the wine
There crying the wine
That we dank last night
Your wasting my time
Your wasting my time
Under the dam street
Light light light

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