CGaF
CGaF The drought was the very worst, ah, ah
CGaF When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst
CGaF It was months, and months of back and forth
CGaF You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore
C10 months sober, I must admit
FJust because you're clean don't mean you don't miss it
C10 months older I won't give in
FNow that I'm clean I'm never gonna risk it
CGaF The drought was the very worst, ah, ah
CGaF When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst