| I’ve been kinda homeless since you went to Tennessee
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| I’m half way off the grid and more than half way out to sea
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| My head’s a little clearer
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| I erased the cocaine dealer from my phone
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| And I’ve been staying with some friends
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| You know the kinds who pay their rent
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| And own their homes
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| Well I haven’t been quite sober since you went away last spring
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| You know I needed a couple in me just to get my ring off
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| But I swear I’m getting better
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| With each confession letter that I write
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| But baby it’s such a drag to see our friends while you’re out
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| Starting your new life
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| Your new life
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| Yeah
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| Well I taught myself to sing
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| While you were out doing your thing
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| But did you stop and think
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| While I was out for a drink
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| I’d been kind of wishing that you never went away
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| The future is unwritten lord, but I’m just saying
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| I don’t know what I’m doing
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| I don’t know what I’m doing half the time
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| I’m face down pillow talking to myself
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| Just like I’ve kinda lost my mind
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| Face down pillow talking to myself
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| Just like I’ve kind of lost my mind
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| Half the time
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| Face down pillow talking
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| While baby you went a walking
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| I can’t say that I blame you
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| But I’m really not that same pathetic guy |