I'll admit it got to me hearing your voice on that machine. It took all I had to just let you talk and not pick up where we left off Every night since your goodbye I hit my knees and closed my eyes.
Slept in my makeup. Didn't get my teeth brushed. I crashed on the couch. And now my mouth tastes like yesterday's news Well, hello Jim Beam. Oh, the places you've seen. If only you could talk. Y