Kristina Murray - Rough Corners lyrics

Rough corners waiting to be rounded Don't wanna feel a thing Heavy in need, them welfare queens The higher they rise, babe The farther they would fall There ain't enough rye in Tennessee To k** or cure them all The lesser of two evils Is still the devil's hand The whiskey burns slow Through a gambling man Lord, you know you left me Without a prayer on my side Boy I know you demons must be haunting you Haunting you tonight Well you say you got your reasons Lord knows I got mine Ain't no prayer to go around this time The faster it would rise, babe The quicker it would fall Ain't enough prayer in Tennessee God help them all