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You told me one day
that I'd stop, hating who I am
But all I feel is alone and cold
Broken down and stoned
Back when you gave Randi cigarettes
I was fucking stupid then
And now one drink slowly turns to ten
Stumbling Home
I'm looking for your jeep
Too drunk to pick up my feet
A sad song about you again
I guess leaving was the best for you
But having you around
I think i'd be happy too
But I'm still thinking about you
4 years later
Dreaming that you came home
And we have been painting this picture for so long
I guess you forgot to sketch me in
I guess you forgot to call
I guess that you didn't remember at all
I guess that we can blame it on those nights at the bar
I guess Kingston now is just too far
Ill sit here pretending, that I'm worth remembering
At least I remember you
And this is the last song that Ill write about you
At least I'm going to
Fucking remember you