I Wouldn't Mind the Shackles by Darryl Worley

I've been known to have a drink or two
In the comfort of my home
It helps to minimize the crazy things I hear
When I'm alone

You'd think by now
That every sound wouldn't send her memory crashing though my brain
I wouldn't mind the shackles if it wasn't for the rattle of the chain

Certain little things she used to say
They come through loud and clear
It's sad but I admit I listen closer than I did
When she was here
Now every noise
Sounds like her voice
And I'm torn between the pleasure and the pain
I wouldn't mind the shackles if it wasn't for the rattle of the chain

I wouldn't mind the shackles
I knew the day she left that I'd be wearing them until the end of time
But every day's a battle
Just to keep the burden of my heart
From interfering with my mind

It’s knowing that I’ll always have her last goodbye
Ringing in my ears, driving me insane
I wouldn’t mind the shackles
If it wasn’t for the rattle of the chain

Now it seems like every time I turn around, here it comes again
Someone else is telling me about the brand new love she wound up in
I tell myself they all mean well
But I still tremble at the mention of her name
I wouldn’t mind the shackles if it wasn’t for the rattle of the chain

I wouldn’t mind the shackles
I knew the day she left that I’d be wearing them until the end of time
But every day’s a battle
Just to keep the burden of my heart
From interfering with my mind

It’s knowing that I’ll always have her last goodbye
Ringing in my ears, driving me insane
I wouldn’t mind the shackles if it wasn’t for the rattle of the chain

No I wouldn’t mind the shackles if it wasn’t for the rattle of the chains