| I took a shot of morphine just to smell the fear in my heart |
| and I felt the rush of hesitence, scared to commit from the start |
| So I kissed a man in reno just to watch him puke |
| Now I got more issues than just trying to forget about you |
| I spent half of that whole day sober |
| And the other half dazed and confused |
| And what little bit left just trying to forget about you |
| I saw you at the galley, he was working his way up your skirt |
| He was buying all the rounds, baby, but you’re gonna pay for dessert |
| So I pissed in his gas tank while you were at his place |
| Then I siphoned it back out and went upstairs to spit it back in his face |
| I spent the half of that first week healthy |
| And the other rid with the flu |
| And what little bit left just trying to forget about you |
| Six drinks, two deep at a party for a friend of a friend |
| My mouth was moving like a muscle but my heart dead set on sin |
| So I stumbled to the bathroom with who anyone who’d come |
| The only girl that did was married to the sherriff’s son |
| Now I’m handcuffed to the toilet half naked with my mouth on his gun |
| I spent the half of that year in prison |
| The other half black and blue |
| And what little bit left trying to forget about you |
| We spent half of my life together |
| Spent the other half coming unglued |
| And what little time I got left trying to forget about you |