It's empty where you were
Just a big gaping holenow 
I tried every bottleevery pill that 
I knowbut time baby timeworks better than wineand bloodshot eyes
I went to the mountains
I thought it might help
I wrote some songs
But they were shitty as hell
Only works when i'm broken
Four inches from dying
And at my best
If you know what 
I knowAnd 
I think that you do
You head to the country
For a minute or two
And lie on the earth
And for better or worse
Let it swallow you hole