Semantics

I went for a cheek but she bit my tongue

I've been gone for a week but she'll be gone for 7 months

I'm just glad I got the amount of time I did

She's better off without my antics

When I'm halfway through one of my skids

She grabbed my hand and said "Get up, you're drunk again

On the bench outside the Ugly Mug

I'm so sick of giving in

To all these demons you refuse to exorcise and live in sin"

If there's a god I hope she's tired of saving me again

And again and again

It's always "Miller Time" when you're dead inside

How much poison will it take to kill the tenants in my mind?

I'll drive my pretty 3-ton death machine straight through your door

Stumble home on a rainy Sunday night

Disheveled, scraped, and torn

She grabbed my hand and said "Get up, you're drunk again

On the bench outside the Ugly Mug

I'm so sick of giving in

To all these demons you refuse to exorcise and live in sin"

If there's a god I hope she's done with saving me again

And again and again

Just let me sink into this quicksand

Last wishes taped to my left hand

I never know just where I stand

If I could stand