here i am driving around
delivering a pizza
to a drunk college kid
got a beer in my hand
and a knot in my stomach
I just wish you'd understand
why i hurt so much
why i alwasy cry
why i say mean things to you
and then ask myself why
why would i say that to you
when i know it doesnt matter
nothing i can say will bring you back to me
nothing i can say would matter.
i really wish youd understand
why i dont think i can cope
did you really mean the things you said
when we were together?
you said youd spend forever with me,
but did we have a hope?
dont take this the wrong way baby,
but it really hurts my heart
that you are having such an easy time
now that we're apart
and as you know, im hurtin bad
its not so easy for me
I know how much i loved you baby,
but how much did you love me?
all these questions
with no answer in sight
but thats okay baby,
i dont need you tonight,
i got ms. whiskey by my side.
And it is pretty clear,
when you dont text me back,
i guess your with her
in your bed
on your back.
oh yeah, i went there
did you think that i wouldnt?
and i still dream about you,
but i guess i really shouldnt.
and i probably shouldnt want you,
but ask me if i care
my give a damn is busted.
this isnt right,
this isnt fair.
but like i said before,
i got ms. whiskey on my side
and she tells me what to say to you
and she tells me what to write.
she is my muse,
for now anyway.
she is my inspiration
and right now, thats okay.
you know i fucking miss you
and it kills me everyday
but somehow i keep on keepin on
because i know one day
it will all be okay
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