Missing
Maybe lost
Situation unclear
It's a mystery now, but I miss you
and I wish you were hear.

I don't know where you went off to,
but I'm okay
and I wish the same for you
Maybe we can hang out
again someday…

I see the world the same way
I always did,
except I don't expect to get my liver pickled
just to get some laughs and eat a burger
or ride a bike and catch some fresh air.
Sobriety feels a little bit like I've been murdered….

But maybe it's just growing up though.
Whatever it is,
I ******* hate it;
look like a stranger in my
own
home
town

It's not all bad.
I mean I still got my best friend sleeping next to me
and I still got
my dogs
my kids
my health
and a job to keep me busy,
so….

I guess this lonely guy ain't so lonely
I guess I'm just bored
I guess I'm just missing invitations.
Maybe there just haven't been any.
Maybe everybody's scared
that I won't react well to company
without being *******,
blacked out drunk,
throwing chunks of memory to the wind
and my life to the nine hells.

Well, at least I've got what I've got.
Some people have way less you know?
Guess I'll paint a picture smiling
Over reality’s frown.
Guess I'm just having an up day that's a little down.