Empty frames on the floor Theres nothing left to prove who I was before I burn the pictures before I leave And while I prance off from the scene The embers will help me to breathe I need a drink to take To take me through the day Sometimes I run away And think of my mistakes Was there ever a time we were entire? And I wasn't lying? I know I fucked up The last two years of your life Empty boxes by the door I'm throwing out all the clothes that I once wore They just don't seem to fit my shape right now My appetite for holding on has been washed down I'm a liquid diet of cheap beer and wasted love Tomorrow I will pay the price I need a drink to take To take me through the day Sometimes I run away And think of my mistakes Was there ever a time we were entire? And I wasn't lying? I know I fucked up This is my last goodbye I've hurt you enough I know the road is gonna hurt But fucking curse, I know this works So just take out another glass and pour (?) shivers down my spine Color shapes with rum and wine If I don't get up (?) I need a drink to take To take me through the day Sometimes I run away And think of my mistakes Was there ever a time we were entire? And I wasn't lying? I know I fucked up This is my last goodbye I've hurt you enough