Scars On This Guitar

Another friday night I’m somewhere A little drunk and worn out from the show It’s a hallway to a hotel room                                         ( - - ) The truck’s already rolling down the road I find the lights take off my coat                                      ( - ) I see here there just lying on the bed She’s seen me through my yesterdays                                     ( - ) God knows tonight I’m needing her again She’s the place I go When there’s no where left to run to She’s the one I hold When there’s no one to hold on to She’s been with me late at night When I was drowning in the dark She heard my every word When I was pouring out my heart So I thank my lucky stars For every crack scratch and scar on this guitar She’s given me her beset when I am at my worst When I can’t find the pieces Fingers scratching in the dirt She offers no forgiveness Cause she likes to make it hurt Morning like a freight train Last night still ringing in my head Before today becomes tomorrow                               ( - - ) Tonight I know I’ll do it all again (Refrão) So I thank my lucky stars For every crack scratch and scar on this guitar