I just drove under the Lincoln signnTo where New Jersey meets the New York linenAnd through the tunnel for the last timenWith everything crumbling behindnI stood still until I felt the shakesnOf two bodies that were parting waysnI didn't want to be the one to saynI know this hurts but it's time to breaknIn two pieces, the fault line is not securenA boat or bridge is needed to get back to hernnI feel like I am paralyzednWhen I look at the extra space left in my bednAnd think about all the things we didnAt least I'm feeling more alivenBut I still have some old weight that I've got to shednBefore I find happinessnnI make mountains out of my worriesnAnd I plant pain instead of sturdy treesnI have got to wash these old sheetsnSo I can fall asleepnThere are times, there are times I reach for the phonenTo tell you that there might still be some hopenHolding on to the slack of ropenBut that's the whiskey talking, sonI hope that you can find some peace in lifenCan you survive without me?nCause I thought I'd be fine.nNow I am slurring every single line.nnI feel like I am paralyzednWhen I look at the extra space left in my bednAnd think about all the things we didnAt least I'm feeling more alivenBut I still have some old weight that I've got to shednI've got to move on before I can find happinessnnThis isn't fair, nobody taught me (how to let go)nJust be here now and you'll be set free from sorrow?nBut at this time, I don't see clearly (How will I know?)nWhat is the point? What is the meaning?nnNow I'm struggling, I black out so I can't dreamnBut I still see you sneaking through my weary headnI summer from a drought of medicine to dull self-doubtnI just wanna drown you out with southern poisonnIf I had a drink for every Goddamn time I thinknAbout your pale skin dressed in pinknThen at least I could sleepnIf I had a shot for every Goddamn time I thoughtnAbout your face and what I lostnAt least I'd get some sleepnSleep, sleep, at least I'd get some sleepnSleep, sleep, then at least I'd get some sleep