Six Years Come September

I got a picture of you holdin' a Picture of her taped to the dash of my car I see it every time I check my speed or run it to the grocery store The two of you were the only thing in life worth fightin' for But since you've been gone a I ain't been much for fightin' anymore These days things don't come easy It's all I can do at most just to keep it between the lines If I'd have done a better job of listenin' Baby you would still be mine I ain't had a drop to drink since the day that you left me Six years come September I've been cursed with this clarity I stare in the mirror yellin' at a stranger lookin' back on me And the ghost of the man I could've been still haunts all my dreams These days things don't come easy It's all I can do at most just to keep it between the lines If I'd have done a better job of listenin' Maybe you would still be mine Foolish pride wouldn't let me give you the keys to the oldsmobile No way in hell I should've let myself get behind that wheel I was drunk, it was dark, and I didn't see him comin' over that hill I regretted it then, I regret it now, I guess I always will These days things don't come easy It's all I can do at most just to keep it between the lines If I'd have done a better job of listenin' The two of you would still be mine I got a picture of you holdin' a Picture of her taped to the dash of my car