It’s been a year
Since I last seen your face
I hope that you’re doing fine

I heard you went
And changed your last name
I hope that he treats you right

I say that I’m fine
But that’s a damn lie
I’m barely holding on

So I cloud my mind
With whiskey and lights
And by writing sad country songs

Whiskey and smokes
And lots of jokes
Are some things to keep me sane

Maybe I’ll go
Where nobody knows
My face and change my name

Whiskey and smokes
And lots of jokes
Are some things to ease the pain

Maybe I’ll go
Where nobody knows
My face and change my name

Maybe I’ll go
Where nobody knows
My face and change my name

Maybe I’ll go
Where nobody knows
My face and change my name