Senses Fail - Four Years lyrics
[Senses Fail - Four Years lyrics]
I take a shot of Jameson or Jack
To start the morning off with old friends
I'll celebrate like it's the anniversary
Of the day that we first met
I've been practicing our eulogy
Separated all our things
I took my name off of the lease i'm leaving
Because dear, four years hurts less than five
And it's never a good time
I am sorry for all my crimes
And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes
Now I wonder, as I'm sliding under
The subtle control of the drink
If I have enough left in the bottle
To say all the things I'm thinking
I've been practicing my exit plan
Nervously checking time
I still don't know how I'll survive
Because dear, four years hurts less than five
And it's never a good time
I am sorry for all my crimes
And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes
It's clear, I am an awful mess
I had to get this off my chest
Soon, the only thing I'll have left
Is your memory, and promises never kept
When she came home, I made her sit
My feet tap out a rhythm, as I draw breath in
To hurt the only one I've loved
This is so damn hard, but I am giving up:
"The person that you love is dead!
I flooded him out with the Jack and Jameson!
So, happy anniversary!
The best gift I could think to give
You was to set you free!"
(Wake up, you're sleeping
Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel
Wake up, you're sleeping
Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel
Behind the wheel)
To start the morning off with old friends
I'll celebrate like it's the anniversary
Of the day that we first met
I've been practicing our eulogy
Separated all our things
I took my name off of the lease i'm leaving
Because dear, four years hurts less than five
And it's never a good time
I am sorry for all my crimes
And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes
Now I wonder, as I'm sliding under
The subtle control of the drink
If I have enough left in the bottle
To say all the things I'm thinking
I've been practicing my exit plan
Nervously checking time
I still don't know how I'll survive
Because dear, four years hurts less than five
And it's never a good time
I am sorry for all my crimes
And the wandering gaze of my unfaithful eyes
It's clear, I am an awful mess
I had to get this off my chest
Soon, the only thing I'll have left
Is your memory, and promises never kept
When she came home, I made her sit
My feet tap out a rhythm, as I draw breath in
To hurt the only one I've loved
This is so damn hard, but I am giving up:
"The person that you love is dead!
I flooded him out with the Jack and Jameson!
So, happy anniversary!
The best gift I could think to give
You was to set you free!"
(Wake up, you're sleeping
Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel
Wake up, you're sleeping
Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel
Behind the wheel)