Four Years

I take a shot of jameson or jack to start the morning off with old friends

I'll celebrate it like it's the anniversary of the day that we first met

I've been practicing our eulogy

Separated all our things

I took my name off of the lease

I'm leaving

Dear

Four years hurts less than five

And it's never a good time

I am sorry for all my crimes

And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes

Now I wonder as I am sliding under the subtle control of the drink

If I have enough left in the bottle to say all the things I'm thinking

I've been practicing my exit plan

Nervously checking the time

I still don't know how I will survive

Dear

Four years hurts less than five

And it's never a good time

I am sorry for all my crimes

And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes

It's clear

I am an awful mess

But I had to get this off my chest

Soon the only things I'll have left

Is your memory and the promises never kept

When she came home I made her sit

My feet tap out a rhythm as I draw breath in

To hurt the only one I've loved

This is so d**n hard but I am giving up

The person that you love is dead

I flooded him out with the jack and jameson

So happy anniversary

The best gift I could think to give you was to set you free

Wake up

You're sleeping

Wake up

You're sleeping behind the wheel

Wake up

You're sleeping

Wake up

You're sleeping behind the wheel