I been running all around this town
A drinking one too many's
No matter how hard I try
I can't wash down your memory
Yeah I know, I gotta let it go
But I keep holding on
I'm sick of this place, place, place
All I see is your face, face, face
I'm sick of this place
Yeah and everything about it
Every corner I turn I run into another
Memory to drink down then I'm over it
Like a bridge
I been sick of the sick feeling for a minute
But I kept giving in when you'd send me those sappy texts
I don't know what's coming for you
But I hope for me, happy's is next
Cause I been lacking that thing they say I should find
That they call happiness
Yeah I been blessed
With the gift to put pen to paper and then vent, to relieve stress
But lately I can't get this pen to get it off my chest, so I regress
And then pretend to make a little bit of progress
Till my 3 year hiatus without alcohol has been pushed off the edge
I don't go to sleep, pass out with you in my head
And I don't go to church, I go crazy instead
I been running all around this town
A drinking one too many's
No matter how hard I try
I can't wash down your memory
Yeah I know, I gotta let it go
But I keep holding on
I'm sick of this place, place, place
All I see is your face, face, face
I'm sick of this place
And all those dirt roads that we rode in Gillham
It makes it really hard to ride them now
Cause your memories is etched in 'em
When I'm, knee deep in that forty creek
I'm carefree and I'll ford the creek
Even if it's 10 feet deep because I don't care what happens to me
Yeah I'm snapping on every beat cause I'm mad and don't care who sees
Or what they think when they see these tears on my cheeks
If they been through what I've been through then they'll get it
If you grow through what you go through then you're living
Yeah, this shit is hard to get over so sober isn't in my vocab
No, just know that I'm so bad off
But i'm trying so back off
Before that lion that I've had tossed
Get defiant and gnaws all y'all's heads off
I been running all around this town
A drinking one too many's
No matter how hard I try
I can't wash down your memory
Yeah I know, I gotta let it go
But I keep holding on
I'm sick of this place, place, place
All I see is your face, face, face
I'm sick of this place