| If I go back home alone tonight
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| Two blue pills another bottle
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| Lord and I don’t need to chase her
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| Now that you’re gone
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| You know that’s the only thing that’s left of me
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| There’s so many pictures you didn’t have to burn
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| So much love that I didn’t even earn
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| Oh get drunk boy
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| That’s the only thing that’s left of me
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| Yeah I let her go I let her leave
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| Tear wiped away by the end of her sleeve
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| So much pain so much grief
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| All she had to do it in just one week
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| But I miss her anyway
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| Coulda had her best friend any day
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| As I pulled away in my Chevrolet
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| I’m thinkin' to myself it’s a hell of a day
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| I’ll wash my hands I’m checking out
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| I think it through without a doubt
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| I told her that I want her out
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| I guess she’s staying at her mamma’s house
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| All these things I do for spite
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| Got a love chalked up to foolish pride
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| But it’s okay hey that’s alright
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| I’m gonna have another beer and call it a night
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| If I go back home alone tonight
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| Two blue pills another bottle
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| Lord and I don’t need to chase her
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| Now that you’re gone
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| You know that’s the only thing that’s left of me
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| There’s so many pictures you didn’t have to burn
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| So much love that I didn’t even earn
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| Oh get drunk boy
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| That’s the only thing that’s left of me
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| I get a little bit restless sometimes
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| I get my drink on too
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| Something inside me lights up a wildfire
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| I take a pill or two
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| You start to wander all through my mind
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| I gotta step around the corner
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| Just to dry my eyes yeah
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| 90 proof bottle sittin' on my bedside
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| Goodnight little lady hope you had a good time
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| But this ain’t the way it’s supposed to be
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| And if I go back home alone tonight
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| Two blue pills another bottle
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| Lord and I don’t need to chase her
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| Now that you’re gone
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| You know that’s the only thing that’s left of me
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| There’s so many pictures you didn’t have to burn
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| So much love that I didn’t even earn
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| Oh get drunk boy
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| That’s the only thing that’s left of me
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| And as a sad song plays on
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| Same ol' story of a broken home
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| Sittin' here drunk and stoned
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| I’m by myself, broke and alone
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| Let’s just say I called you up
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| To see how you are, and say what’s up
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| Ask you what you doin' tonight
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| Say hey little lady won’t you stop on by
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| But I know that’ll never happen
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| So I’ma keep drinkin' and keep on yappin'
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| On how we were long time ago
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| How we fell apart, how we grew so cold
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| Have a couple of cold Lights
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| Laugh about our old fights
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| Reminisce on the old times
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| Girl it’s feeling so right
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| If I go back home alone tonight
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| Two blue pills another bottle
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| Then I don’t need to chase her
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| Now that you’re gone
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| You know that’s the only thing that’s left of me
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| There’s so many pictures you didn’t have to burn
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| So much love that I didn’t even earn
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| Oh get drunk boy
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| That’s the only thing that’s left of me |