Dylan LeBlanc - 5th Avenue Bar lyrics

Well, I could sit here and I could think 'Bout the things that I ain't got So don't mind me if I hesitate Tell you the truth, it ain't a lot And I might come in here with a pocket full of money And I might leave here with a dime in my pocket But either way that don't make me happy And all I have is this picture in a locket So I go down street to the 5th Avenue Bar I go over a man who's lighting up his cheap cigars And I ask him if it's gonna get any better He says, "No", well, he says, "No" There's a young man behind the bar who take the bottle "Here's how you let go, here's how you let go" Well, I could sit here and occupy For your love to be as strong as mine But instead I keep the peace Sit here alone, sitting in my grief And I could go somewhere and burn this lonely picture Even in my head I know I'd still remember Walking down the street, in my wallet there's a 50 And I drop it down at the place where we feel empty Yeah, I'm down street at the 5th Avenue Bar Talking to the man who's lighting up his cheap cigars And I ask him if it's gonna get any better He says, "For me it didn't, for me it didn't" There's a young man behind the bar who take the bottle "Yeah, this'll fix it", he says, "This'll fix it" Well, I woke up in the morning And the world was white as snow Is it heaven or hell, which place to hide low