| I just drove under the Lincoln sign
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| To where New Jersey meets the New York line
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| And through the tunnel for the last time
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| With everything crumbling behind
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| I stood still until I felt the shakes
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| Of two bodies that were parting ways
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| I didn’t want to be the one to say
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| I know this hurts but it’s time to break
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| In two pieces, the fault line is not secure
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| A boat or bridge is needed to get back to her
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| I feel like I am paralyzed
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| When I look at the extra space left in my bed
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| And think about all the things we did
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| At least I’m feeling more alive
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| But I still have some old weight that I’ve got to shed
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| Before I find happiness
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| I make mountains out of my worries
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| And I plant pain instead of sturdy trees
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| I have got to wash these old sheets
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| So I can fall asleep
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| There are times, there are times I reach for the phone
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| To tell you that there might still be some hope
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| Holding on to the slack of rope
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| But that’s the whiskey talking, so
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| I hope that you can find some peace in life
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| Can you survive without me?
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| 'Cause I thought I’d be fine.
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| Now I am slurring every single line.
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| I feel like I am paralyzed
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| When I look at the extra space left in my bed
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| And think about all the things we did
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| At least I’m feeling more alive
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| But I still have some old weight that I’ve got to shed
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| I’ve got to move on before I can find happiness
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| This isn’t fair, nobody taught me (how to let go)
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| «Just be here now"and you’ll be set free from sorrow?
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| But at this time, I don’t see clearly (How will I know?)
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| What is the point? |
| What is the meaning?
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| Now I’m struggling, I black out so I can’t dream
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| But I still see you sneaking through my weary head
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| I suffer from a drought of medicine to dull self-doubt
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| I just wanna drown you out with southern poison
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| If I had a drink for every Goddamn time I think
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| About your pale skin dressed in pink
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| Then at least I could sleep
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| If I had a shot for every Goddamn time I thought
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| About your face and what I lost
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| At least I’d get some sleep
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| Sleep, sleep, at least I’d get some sleep
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| Sleep, sleep, then at least I’d get some sleep: |