God Bless - David Ramírez

God bless this bar

With the soiled wooden floors

The heads that always turn when I walk through the door

God bless this bar

The jukebox never changes

Neither do the faces

That hold my broken heart

God bless this bar

God bless this girl

No matter what I do

She always pulls through and comes back for more

God bless this girl

Hiding behind that smile

When she’s really crying like a child

Who learned the world was never pure

God bless this girl

God bless my time

He’s always pointing his fingers

Making me remember that all this is on the line

God bless my time

I’m feeling more lost

And keep coming up more short with every year that passes by