The Daylight Between Us

Well, the men were drinking wine and the women, they'd split

To smoke French cigarettes

We'll do a couple rails and sit around and bitch

Lie down and get sick

In the morning there's a line of ashes in the sink

And bruises on her lips

The candles that were lit had melted on the cake

As if they were over it

Now she's looking for the dog and a last hit

For water and a first aid kit

But it used to be enough to taste it

But that's before we were always wasted

Oh, in the spring of '09, oh, baby got straight

Was getting only half baked

I get a little high, what difference does it make

If you do or you don't relate?

It's true there is a light that comes on when I play

Your sweetheart, the runaway

But I'm never more than fine and you're not nearly brave

Enough for the war I'll make

And I feel like a soldier in this pit

With you, a lion that won't quit

But when I was in love I would make it

But I only want you now when I'm wasted

We were living in the house we bought in '01

For ninety-seven down

The car was on blocks, the wheels were on the ground

Been a while since they'd seen town

Oh, she was lying in the hall, her fingers in her gloves

Couple of years past young

She'd either given in or maybe given out

Or a little of each of 'em

Now I pour myself a drink and I get dressed

Rate the horses and place my bets

I want her back more than she'd guess

But mostly I just wanna get wasted

If there were any second chances left

Chances are they would get wasted