Nov 20, 2007 00:29
Brace yourself, boy
It's gonna be a long one
Get it together, girl
You threw it away.
So break me into pieces
But don't you worry
I'll just rip you up
In the next damn chorus I write
Here's your front row seat to my latest collapse
Live from the couch where it all began
Too much bourbon and too little sleep
To stomach a meaningless holiday feast.