Lyrics
A brief conversation, a six hour drive
The hell where you've been showing round the eyes
A life packed in boxes from a life lived in bars
As we pull out you show me the scars
You fell off the wagon, ran through a wall
Jumped off a mountain, that hard a fall
You sleep for hours finally still
Your note read “Thank you, send the bill”
Well I'm sorry for everything I did
and all of that I didn't do
But you have to know that I never meant
for any of it, for any of you
Please forgive me for smoking up a storm
But I never could bend my will
So I leave all with a note that reads
“I love you, send the bill”