Hair Of The Dog

Empty frames on the floor
Theres nothing left to prove who I was before
I burn the pictures before I leave
And while I prance off from the scene
The embers will help me to breathe
I need a drink to take
To take me through the day
Sometimes I run away
And think of my mistakes
Was there ever a time we were entire?
And I wasn’t lying?
I know I fucked up
The last two years of your life
Empty boxes by the door
I’m throwing out all the clothes that I once wore
They just don’t seem to fit my shape right now
My appetite for holding on has been washed down
I’m a liquid diet of cheap beer and wasted love
Tomorrow I will pay the price
I need a drink to take
To take me through the day
Sometimes I run away
And think of my mistakes
Was there ever a time we were entire?
And I wasn’t lying?
I know I fucked up
This is my last goodbye
I’ve hurt you enough
I know the road is gonna hurt
But fucking curse, I know this works
So just take out another glass and pour
(?) shivers down my spine
Color shapes with rum and wine
If I don’t get up (?)
I need a drink to take
To take me through the day
Sometimes I run away
And think of my mistakes
Was there ever a time we were entire?
And I wasn’t lying?
I know I fucked up
This is my last goodbye
I’ve hurt you enough