This is sort of a caretaker's lament.
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Lyrics
Tired of the breathing in the smoke from your cigarettes
Tired of smelling the whiskey on your breath
Tired of doing all these things I know I’m gonna regret…
Hate that it turned out this way
Sick of living day to day
Sick of always being the one to say
Put it way
Let’s go home
Let’s go home
Driving down the interstate
Knowing that I’m gonna be late
But I can’t make myself care
‘cause where I’m going can wait
Cleaning up the mess you’ve made
Thinking about the games you’ve played
Wondering when the bill comes due
Who’s gonna get paid?
Who’s gonna get paid?
You’re like a natural disaster, it’s true
And if I could make the time go any faster
That’s what I’d do…
No more breathing in the smoke from your cigarettes
No more smelling the whiskey on your breath
Gonna start forgettin’ all those things I’ve come to regret
Driving down the interstate
Knowing that it’s already too late
But I’m slowing down
‘cause where I’m going can wait
Let’s take you home
Let’s take you home
But you can’t go home…
