| Anybody ever dug a mud hole so deep to the point there’s no where to go
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| That’s me, the only thing is I dug mine with my own shovel
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| 3 A.M. |
| stumbelin' in drunk knowin' I was in trouble
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| Didn’t have the nerve to kiss her on the check and then tell her I love her so
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| Well I have, hell I’ve had less good times than I had bad
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| She’d get mad, we’d get glad, then I’d crash again hot damn
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| Over and over, I threw another load on my shoulders
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| But not on purpose bein' in a dumb marriage out of focus
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| And it don’t mater how hard you try to let the past be the past
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| And move past that trash go to a patch of green grass
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| Still starin' at a half empty glass up at night glarin' at the dreams you had
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| That relationship didn’t get no where with that
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| And it’s bad so we need piece and it’s time for some relief
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| And now I get back to me
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| I just get back to me
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| I’m finally free I’m finally free
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| So I can get back to me
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| Runnin' around lookin' down for too long
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| Lookin' out for the toes I stepped on
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| Tip-toe around a broken home
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| Divorce time to move on
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| It’s been seven years since I said «I do"but I don’t
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| Feel the same as I did back then, we’re fightin', fussin', and carryin' on
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| And the kids don’t understand it
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| And I understand them 'cause I came from a broken home
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| So the last thing I wanted to do was hurt them
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| But I’ve been doin' it all along
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| So I’m gone
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| I know that when I look back on the past it will be proven that stayin'
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| together for them was wrong
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| 'Cause I’ve seen everythin'
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| Push to shove and everything in between
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| You’re supposed to love no matter what
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| But what if that means me hatin' you
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| And we end up in a custody battle
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| Knuckles up but there’ll be no dukes for us
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| Instead I’ll just give it up, I’ll forever love you but
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| Look here it’s time for some relief
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| And now I get back to me
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| I just get back to me
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| I’m finally free I’m finally free
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| So I can get back to me
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| He said she said I say stop
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| I’m clearin' out the junk mail from my inbox
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| My times like a safe that can’t be unlocked
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| Tryin’s like wastin' time like hands spinnin' on a clock
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| And now I get back to me
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| I just get back to me
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| I’m finally free I’m finally free
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| So I can get back to me
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| To the man I used to be
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| And now I get back to me
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| Let’s see who we’re meant to be
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| I just get back to me
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| Livin' wild just chasin' destiny
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| I’m finally free I’m finally free
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| So I can get back to me |