I've been holding tight
Just watching the years go by
I've been hangin' off the bottle
Just hoping that you'd follow me along the road

And I'm trying to find a way to steak claim
In this spinnin'g around fired up game
I wanna ask your opinion
If I could get a minute
To sober up, remember my own name
But now you're gone again

I've been wondering why
Leaving always crossed my mind
If I can hide away and numb the pain
Until I can't remember yesterday

But one night turns into a weekend, which turns into five nights in a row
And one week turns into a month, a month turns into I think I should go
I'll say take all your stuff and get gone
Pretend I prefer to be alone
And now you're gone again

But one night turns into a weekend, which turns into five nights in a row
One week turns into a month, a month turns into I think I should go
I'll say take all your stuff and get gone
Pretend I prefer to be alone
And now you're gone again