I've been holding tight Just watching the years go by I've been hangin' off the bottle Just hoping that you'd follow me along the road And I'm trying to find a way to steak claim In this spinnin'g around fired up game I wanna ask your opinion If I could get a minute To sober up, remember my own name But now you're gone again I've been wondering why Leaving always crossed my mind If I can hide away and numb the pain Until I can't remember yesterday But one night turns into a weekend, which turns into five nights in a row And one week turns into a month, a month turns into I think I should go I'll say take all your stuff and get gone Pretend I prefer to be alone And now you're gone again But one night turns into a weekend, which turns into five nights in a row One week turns into a month, a month turns into I think I should go I'll say take all your stuff and get gone Pretend I prefer to be alone And now you're gone again