Well I stopped to think about the bad times that I've had
With a smile on my face warm with the birth of the sad
Curled up with nothing to do
Why's the sun always out when I'm feeling blue

It must be you

When I took my first drink of Alcohol
I saw the angel of death floating over us all
And with a smile on my face, I just wept
How does a grown man laugh in the face of death

It must be you

You forgot your dagger when you left
Six inches deep buried in my chest
And if you come back to pull it out to look at the blood
I'll slap your hand away, at least I loved, loved you

It must be you