I've seen the rings around my eyes Like the rings inside a tree And it doesn't bother me It doesn't bother me When I hear the lights in the engine yard Old ghosts, playing hard to get Well, it doesn't bother me It doesn't bother me Honky-tonk Bob moved on And he left the blues behind I dunno how he got away with it for so long Oh I don't know, I dunno If you can't tell between The hunter and the hunt You can find someone new to haunt Cause it doesn't bother me Anyone can see Blue plasters on my fingers Like a second skin Push it as far as you can And you won't come back again No, you won't come back again Anyone, anyone, anyone can see It doesn't, doesn't bother me