Finish that beer and grab another
Get your ass outside and dig a hole?
Oh, big enough for little old me
Two foot wide by three foot deep
'Cause this constant misery is getting old
You're never, ever home, and when you are
What was once a happy home becomes a bar
When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin
We're a twelver in an doing shots
Cursing God and casting knots
Why don't you get your ass outside and dig a hole?
Find your bottle if you're able
Drink your ass under the table
The whole damn thing has gone unstable like you are
You're never, ever home, and when you are
What was once a happy home becomes a bar
When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin
Well I ain't your last, you ain't my first
You can't decide which fact is worst
Why don't you get your ass outside and dig a hole?
This headache's going to break my heart
The hand brake broke and the truck won't start
You've got me playing the dead man's card, dear Lord
You're never, ever home, and when you are
What was once a happy home becomes a bar
When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin
Why don't you go ahead and grab your shovel Finish that beer and grab another Get your ass outside and dig a hole? Oh, big enough for little old me Two foot wide by three foot deep 'Cause this constant misery is getting old You're never, ever home, and when you are What was once a happy home becomes a bar When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin We're a twelver in an doing shots Cursing God and casting knots Why don't you get your ass outside and dig a hole? Find your bottle if you're able Drink your ass under the table The whole damn thing has gone unstable like you are You're never, ever home, and when you are What was once a happy home becomes a bar When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin Well I ain't your last, you ain't my first You can't decide which fact is worst Why don't you get your ass outside and dig a hole? This headache's going to break my heart The hand brake broke and the truck won't start You've got me playing the dead man's card, dear Lord You're never, ever home, and when you are What was once a happy home becomes a bar When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin Explain Request ×
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