Who I Used To Be
Fell back off of the wagon
This, old ass been draggin’ now..for years
Tween the whiskey and the worry
The, always in a hurry and the beers
Guess the seats were just too small
The, loneliness of last call
Always seemed to get the best of me
Now I’m a bitter man whenever I look back
On who I used to be
From a father to my daughter
To a, why’d you even bother
I’ve sank just like a ship out on the sea
And I’m a bitter man whenever I look back
On who I used to be
Meetings told me, that once I was I’d always be
12 steps away from possessing, the darker side I fleed
It only took one reason, for me to keep believing
I’ll never be the man I was
Or who I used to be
I’ve been changed from a man into a memr’y
And my road to sober never seemed to be so long
I’m guessing, had she kept me, instead of having left me
I wouldn’t be here drinkin’
And writing you a song
I’ll never be the man I was
Or who I used to be
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