| Why’s it 2 o’clock in the morning
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| Outside all I hear is your car starting
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| The dogs barking, thinking the same as me
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| Why you up at this hour?
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| Why you gotta leave?
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| Yesterday I found baking soda in your trunk
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| Tellin' me it was there to take away all the skunk
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| All the mildew and mold
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| You lie like Phil do
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| You hold your stash so you can cut down your coke
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| Eleven years old, oh I was so young
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| Never did know, damn I was so dumb
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| Is this hereditary? |
| For me to fail again
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| Walk around my own house living with a alien
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| I swear, this ain’t my fathers face, nah it ain’t his skin
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| What type of fuckin' place is this to raise a kid up in?
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| Tryin' get through, all the shit I’ve been
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| All I know, me and Momma just try live again
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| Haley, we made it out alive
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| Don’t tell me, we bout to lose the fight
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| Just one more, oh, one more night
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| We made it out, we made it out this mother fucker alive
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| I swear when you left a part of me died
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| All those nights with Mom, watching her cry
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| Havin' a hard time drying my own eyes
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| Fightin' to wake up every day tryin' to keep it all inside
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| You should have saw her, she so weak back then
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| I thought you were dead, we didn’t speak back then
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| Thrown us both away for a motel and a crack pipe
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| It was probably all so perfect in a past life
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| My songs were the only thing to make me act right
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| Grammys probably so proud, I chose my path right
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| All those letters you wrote mom when you black out
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| Picking me up from sport games all cracked out
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| So lost that, I needed a signal
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| Thinkin' bout all the shit, me and Mom been through
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| Crack these jokers windows thinking it would get you
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| I’m sorry if it hurts, this the only thing I vent through
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| Haley, we made it out alive
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| Don’t tell me, we bout to lose the fight
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| Just one more, oh, one more night
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| We made it out, we made it out this mother fucker alive
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| I know you take back, the act going on, blackmailin' Mom
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| I know you give back, the insurance money, admit you were wrong
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| What if you had to live with the fact I chose the same path as you
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| Smoking, poppin' pills, dropping out of school
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| I forgive, I definitely don’t forget
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| & I ain’t done healing, am I suppose to yet?
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| Sorry I write these fuckin' records where I bash you
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| But you made your bed and sometimes see I have to
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| Medicate myself, man of the house
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| Since you and Phil left, I designate myself
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| Yeah Mommy I fuckin' love you
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| No one gun' hurt you no more, angels above you
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| Dad I forgive you, I pray you remain clean
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| I’m just glad you’re alive to see me live out this dream
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| Haley, we made it out alive
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| Don’t tell me, we bout to lose the fight
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| Just one more, oh, one more night
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| We made it out, we made it out this mother fucker alive |