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burned down my house

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burned down my house

(Verse 1) In the early morning then the sun was rising, I sat with my whiskey, memories surprising. The laughter of friends, they were dancing on tables, We sang all night long, yeah, we thought we were able. The smoke from the fire mixed with the night air, A cabin full of dreams, but we hadn’t a care. (Chorus) Now I’m standing in ashes, where the good times were found, The ghost of those memories still echo around. With every sip of whiskey, I drown in my doubt, I didn’t just lose my heart, I burned down my house. (Verse 2) We told stories of love, shared our secrets and fears, The warmth of the flames matched the joy in our cheers. But the fire was fickle, it danced out of hand, One spark in the dry leaves, a slow death began. I watched it devour the walls we had built, The laughter turned to cries, as regret started to spill. (Chorus) Now I’m standing in ashes, where the good times were found, The ghost of those memories still echo around. With every sip of whiskey, I drown in my doubt, I didn’t just lose my heart, I burned down my house. (Bridge) Oh, the nights were so bright, and the stars they would glow, But that cabin’s a memory, a place I can't go. I taste the smoke lingering, it haunts me each day, While I sip on my whiskey, just wishing away. (Verse 3) Now I sit by the river, the sun setting low, I remember the laughter, the love we would show. But it’s hard to forget the way we let loose, When the fire turned wild, it left nothing to use. Regret fills my glass, and I drown it in pain, Wish I could rebuild all the joy that we gained. (Chorus) Now I’m standing in ashes, where the good times were found, The ghost of those memories still echo around. With every sip of whiskey, I drown in my doubt, I didn’t just lose my heart, I burned down my house. (Outro) So here’s to the nights that we laughed ‘til we cried, And here's to the flames that we thought we could ride. I’ll raise a glass of whiskey, though I’m feeling worn out, To the love and the laughter, to burning down my house.