It's been forever and a day since I felt like this
Want a fifth of wild turkey I want a little kiss
And I don't miss that girl, if I did I wouldn't let it show
I might go to the moon, might wind up dead
Wake up in mornin' in a stranger's bed
Well I'm not concerned with any of that no more
Six years gone
Water through my hands
Well, you can blame it on me
Say, I wasn't your kind of man
Well, I'm in no mood to fight, no mood to bicker