Well I'm waiting on Sunday to pass me by
When you're clocking out a couple hours to closing time
And if a long lost friend comes walking in here now
Don't lie to them I'm good as in the broken ground
I gotta get and get out while the gettin's still good
Cause we can't stand to be in the same room
And I've been breaking my back tryin' to heal your wounds
But I'm letting go because I'm drowning too
Yeah letting go before I follow you
I see you writing me off to someone else
And I can't take it back for nothing hell
I might put this down on the bottom shelf
So I won't look at it every day
Oh every day
If you catch me out wild-eyed and running bad
And I'm chasing down things that I ain't never had
I might tow these lines before me to my doom
Or she'll take my hand up into our neighbors room
Oh but I might get out while the gettin' is good
Cause I can't stand what's yet to come
And that morning light well it burns my tongue
When it finds us here holdin' onto some
Yeah might find me another way to run
And if I slip and fall into the well
Just let me dangle there in private hell
I been hangin' out on this bottom shelf
Cause you won't look at me anyway
Oh anyway
When the ship set sail we gathered up our ghosts
But we bottomed out 20 miles off the coast
And when the captain died well he swore that we'd go down
But we turned the tide
Looks like he's the one that drowned
Oh but at least we got out while the gettin' was good
Hell it sure beats dying in the morning sun
I hope somebody's happy with the things he's done
Yeah who woulda thought we'd be the lucky ones
Let 'em go when it's my time to run
I can't carry this all by myself
But I won't pass it off onto someone else
It's time I put this up on the top shelf
So I can look at it every day
Every day