Another day in the same ol' bar I've drank everything, beer and whiskey this far Dunno why I'm still here I think I got some demons now ain't it clear Someday I'll beat the cigarettes and you Ain't it funny how the little things hurt Like bringing up memories like stones from the dirt I found a memory and it hurt me so I launched that stone, oh yeah there it goes Someday I'll beat the cigarettes and you There's a bag of you that still lives here I ain't thrown it out, thought you'd be near A stretched old t-shirt, a bottle of Vok A Victoria secret set I keep in my thoughts Come pick your shit up And walk on back To your house of concrete Some boy named Jack Someday Someday She finally left me, I am a free soul Took everything but my heart through the door I live out here on sticks and stones Instead of being sad where corn don't grow Someday Someday Someday I'll beat the cigarettes and you