I take a shot of Jameson or Jack to start the morning off with old friends
I'll celebrate like it's the anniversary of the day that we first met
I�ve been practicing our eulogy, separated all our things.
I took my name off of the lease I�m leaving

'Cause dear, four years hurts less than five.
(And it�s never a good time)
I am sorry for all my crimes
And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes

Now I wonder as I am sliding under the subtle control of the drink
If I have enough left in the bottle to say all the things I�m thinking?
I�ve been practicing my exit plan, nervously checking time
I still don�t know how I�ll survive

'Cause dear, four years hurts less than five
(And it�s never a good time)
I am sorry for all my crimes
And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes
It's clear I am an awful mess
(I had to get this off my chest)
Soon the only thing I'll have left
Is your memory and promises never kept

When she came home I made her sit
My feet tap out a rhythm as I draw breath in
To hurt the only one I've loved
�This is so damn hard but I am giving up.�
�The person that you love is dead,
I flooded him out with the Jack and Jameson,
So happy anniversary.
The best gift I could think to give you was to set you free.�

Wake up, you're sleeping
Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel
Wake up, you're sleeping
Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel
Behind the wheel