Withdrawals

Well I'm drying out

An you put me up wet

And I doubt that you have a clue yet

What this is all about

And honestly, neither do I

Oh and you scream and shout

I know I need to quit, but I'm getting real sick of this shit

What with the leavin' out

Well I'm pretty damn good with goodbyes

But I hate the withdrawals

Well I'm shaking and grinding my jaw

Chasing a memory of you, but it's gone

I'll scratch and I'll claw

I guess I'm pretty damn good with goodbyes

But I hate the withdrawals

Well I'm seeing things

And I'm hearing things too

Like you saying my name when I know it ain't true

And I got the shakes

Well I can't think for shit

Hell I thought you'd be easy to quit

Cuz I hate the withdrawals

Well I'm shaking and grinding my jaw

Chasing a memory of you, but it's gone

I'll scratch and I'll claw

I guess I'm pretty damn good with goodbyes

But I hate the withdrawals

The red in my eyes the same color we tried to paint this town

Oh and I'm just as blue, so I'll sit here with you till I drink and drown

Oh I'll drink and drown

Cuz I hate the withdrawals

Well I'm shaking and grinding my jaw

Chasing a memory of you, but it's gone

I'll scratch and I'll claw

I guess I'm pretty damn good with goodbyes

But I hate the withdrawals

I'm shaking and grinding my jaw

Chasing a memory of you, but it's gone

I'll scratch and I'll claw

I guess I'm pretty damn good with goodbyes

But I hate the withdrawals

Yes I hate the withdrawals

Oh I hate the withdrawals