The cocaine bag, and your lovers Found in the bottom of our crib I've never for what you have given And I can't take it for day And if you say I've become a In house that I built for you Then I would ask you to Your out on Lake Pontchartrain
I have wronged and I have been mad I have violence in the face of love I the wires, and left them tattered I swear the both of you make it back, Hey, Hey
I never knew why men turn to violence Then I met you and it all too clear The whiskey, whining, and constant And the in our very own bed
So men and cheating women deserve half of what they tore away Just a float in my old johnboat And them up upon the Pontchartrain
Fire on the (Fire on the Pontchartrain I'll watch the flame, and make a toast then I'll buy a brand new boat Fire on the (Fire on the Pontchartrain) on the Pontchartrain (Fire on the Pontchartrain) Fire on the (Fire on the Pontchartrain) Fire on the
Such a light, such a beautiful light Such a beautiful life, such a beautiful a beautiful life
That night on the I saw you leaving in the pouring my head and I count to ten Now I you back again, Such a beautiful life
That on the Pontchartrain I saw you leaving in the rain I turned my head and I to ten But I want you back Its a beautiful light...for a beautiful lie It was a beautiful light, a beautiful lie a beautiful life