Canadian Ten
Butch Walker
Sunshine, you heal as much as you hurt
With regret in my veins and blood on my shirt
Sure must have had myself a personal best
It takes filling my lungs up with smoke
To get things off my chest
Now, I'm crossing the border
Wasted again
With a number
From a Canadian ten
Oh Mother, oh Mother why must you complain
I grew up alright so don't be ashamed
My mouth has been cleaner
And I may have lost all my faith
Til I believe in myself
I can't give my conscience away
And you're home with the dishes
And I'm out with my friends
Placing bets
With a Canadian ten
And North of the border
A sin is a sin
When you pay
With a Canadian ten
I've searched for a reason to not search for you
I feel like there's no place I haven't been through
I told myself 'don't fall in love if you don't know their name'
But my eyes are straight wired to my heart
And bypass my brain
Sometimes I'm forgetful
So I'll start at the end
And call the number
On this Canadian ten
And call the number
On this Canadian ten
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