WRITER KRIS KRISTOFFERSON


Look in the mirror, wipe the guilt from your eyes
Take a drink to chase the bitter taste left over from your lies
You go right back to the bottom every time my back is turned
Buddy, when are you ever gonna learn

Bow your head you can’t look me in the eye
Because just like me you hate to see a man break down and cry
But you’ll go on burning bridges till there’s no more left to burn
Buddy, when are you ever gonna learn

Was the thrill worth the gamble that you live from day to day
Does it really hold a candle to the love you threw away
Each night takes you closer to the point of no return
Buddy, when are you ever gonna learn
Buddy, when are you ever gonna learn