I tore apart the letter that had everything you wanted to say
I sat next to your grave every morning for five straight days
I used to have all of my faith and that's how it got me here
I know we're sick in tired of this skin but there's always another year
I wrote some thoughts and passed it along the west side
I used my voice and made sure it came out before I tried
I sold your truck and your favorite t-shirt to stay alive
I loved you but I have to leave this town sometime tonight
I'm through with crying over the simplest little tragedy
I'm through with trying to make this into a believable story
I took your gravel road childhood and threw it on the highway
I loved you but I have to leave this town sometime tonight
