Lay off the cocaine, lay off the shame
Lay off thinkin' 'bout the lay-off today
Sun goes down three PM
Welcomin' on an eastward wind
Lost those numbers I used to call
Forgot them bands I used to cross
Pourin' those pills down my drain
You might say I'm goin' insane

I've got bones in my closet
I've got scars with stories to tell
I ain't gonna burn down
I'm gettin' out of this town
Lord, break this spell

I say to hell with all those years
Time to change course, shift my gears
No more callin' at her door
Her and that life ain't me no more
Reckon I'll find that boy of mine
Best I recall he's eight or nine
Can't go back to live those days
What's done is done, it's all a haze

I've got bones in my closet
I've got scars with stories to tell
I ain't gonna burn down
I'm gettin' out of this town
Lord break this spell

I've got bones in my closet
I've got scars with stories to tell
I ain't gonna burn down
I'm gettin' out of this town
I've got bones in my closet
I've got scars with stories to tell
I ain't gonna burn down
I'm gettin' out of this town
Lord, break this spell

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