| Damn guitar |
| I’ve learned every curve and chord |
| I’m ashamed to say that I’ve held you more |
| Than any girl |
| Damn guitar |
| You’ve disguised loneliness with fame |
| But I was just a kid when I took the bait |
| So who’s to blame? |
| It’s been so many years, been so many strings |
| Don’t know how to be without you |
| A needle in the vein, bullet to the brain |
| I’d quit but I don’t know how to |
| So here I sit, alone again, when I need a friend |
| When I’m pouring out my heart |
| To a damn guitar |
| Damn guitar |
| You’ve been around the world with me |
| I’m like a drunk, that needs a drink |
| And you fill my cup |
| But damn it’s hard |
| Cause every dreamer’s gotta pay the price |
| I see you more than my kids and wife |
| Don’t you think enough’s enough |
| It’s been so many years, been so many strings |
| Don’t know how to be without you |
| Needle in the vein, bullet to the brain |
| I’d quit but I don’t know how to |
| So here I sit, alone again, when I need a friend |
| When I’m pouring out my heart |
| To a damn guitar |
| Woah |
| Mmmm |
| Damn guitar |
| You’re six strings of therapy |
| But am I playing you or are you playing me |
| Cause what kind of man goes so far |
| For a damn guitar |
| Damn guitar |
| Damn guitar |
| Yeah |