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@ @ |
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I take a shot of Jameson or Jack to start the morning off with old friends. |
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I'll celebrate it like it's the anniversary of the day that we first met. |
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I've been practicing our eulogy... separated all our things. |
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I took my name off of the lease. I'm leaving. |
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Dear, four years hurts less than five |
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(and it's never a good time.) |
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I am sorry for all my crimes |
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and the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes. |
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Now I wonder as I am sliding under the subtle control of the drink... |
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If I have enough left in the bottle to say all the things I'm thinking? |
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I've been practicing my exit plan; |
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nervously checking the time, |
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I still don't know how I will survive. |
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Dear, four years hurts less than five |
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(and it's never a good time.) |
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I am sorry for all my crimes |
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and the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes. |
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It's clear, I am an awful mess. |
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(but I had to get this off my chest.) |
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Soon the only things I'll have left |
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is your memory and the promises never kept. |
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When she came home I made her sit. |
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My feet tap out a rhythm as I draw breath in. |
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To hurt the only one I've loved... |
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This is so damn hard but I am giving up. |
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The person that you love is dead; |
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I flooded him out with the Jack and Jameson. |
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So happy anniversary. |
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The best gift I could think to give you was to set you free. |
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Wake up, you're sleeping. |
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Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel. |
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Wake up, you're sleeping. |
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Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel. |
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