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Lyrics:

                                                  
There ain’t gonna be no conversation
everything’s been said and done
If I could change I’d take all of the blame
Just to hold you in my arms once again

Now it’s good old boys and blue ribbon buddies
Frosty silver bullets gone in a flash
Here’s to sad songs that old jukebox plays on.
Got to sooth a ruined heart that beats too fast

I just need a little cold comfort
Cold comfort
That’s all I’ve got since you went and said goodbye
This beer tastes just like heartache
That’s solo cup is my only friend tonight
I’ll get over you for now all I can do
Is raise a glass of cold comfort
Cold comfort

All the boys went home to wives and steady girlfriends
So I’m holding this here fort for my foolish pride
The call displays on yeah that’s your number I’m callin
There’s still time for a little drunken dial

Now it’s seven hours, ten drafts later,
Somebody’s number written on my hand...
The neon shines on and boy you’re still gone
Its closin time and I could use a friend

I just need a little cold comfort
Cold comfort
That’s all I’ve got since you went and said
goodbye
This beer tastes just like heartache
That solo cup is my only friend tonight 
I’ll get over you for now all I can do
Is raise a glass of cold comfort
Cold comfort

I guess that’s why they call it what it is
Cause its sure making me feel no better

I just need a little cold comfort
Cold comfort
That’s all I’ve got since you went and said
goodbye
This beer tastes just like heartache
That solo cup is my only friend tonight
I’ll get over you for now all I can do
Is raise a glass of cold comfort
Cold comfort