Same jeans, day five
Hunter's asleep in the passenger side
As we pass through another town
With a name that I won't remember
It ain't much but the people are nice
Play for about seven people a night
But it's nice to get out
And breathe some different air
And I could lie to you
But what good would that do
The days are fresh and new and the nights are all the same
And the money's low
But I've learned to let that go
It's more the times I can't control my own brain
Well the devil that you know
He has my by the collar
And where he goes I'll go
He knows what's right for me
I'm chain-smoking again
To combat the silence
Just to calm me down
But after not too long the alcohol just burns me out
There is something in the way
Clouding my judgment
And I can't get rid of it
There is nothing you can say
That I haven't already said
But there's no comfort in acknowledgment
Please don't have my back
The next time I fall I want to feel the impact
And please don't take my side
It's been too long and I've forgotten what it feels like