god bless this bar with the soiled wooden floors the heads that always turn when i walk through the door god bless this bar the jukebox never changes neither do the faces that hold my broken heart god bless this bar god bless this girl no matter what i do she always pulls through and comes back for more god bless this girl hiding behind that smile when she s really crying like a child who learned the world was never pure god bless this girl god bless my time he s always pointing his fingers making me remember that all this is on the line god bless my time i m feeling more lost and keep coming up more short with every year that passes by