Cobwebs on the ceiling fan
And the lonely 40 watt flickers when the train goes by
Take out boxes near the garbage can
And the leaning tower of dishes is getting 3 feet highI cant stand - waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand - wondering if you're out with that whore
I cant stand - I drank an ocean of liquor in your undertowThe faucet keeps dripping like a cannonball
And I threw my guitar in the fire when I ran out of Dura-flames
The phone kept ringing right off the wall
But it never was you, so I ripped it out the socket
and then I cursed your nameThe sun's been gone for 7 days and you been gone for 9
The Tennessee river's just a block away
I could jump in at anytimeI cant stand - waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand - wondering if you're out with that whore
I cant stand - I drank an ocean of liquor in your undertowI shuffle around like a mental patient
in my robe and my bedroom shoes
Flipping channels from my sleeping bag
and dining on a box of fruit loopsI cant stand - waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand - wondering if you're out with that whore
I cant stand - wishing that I had never been born
No I cant stand - I drank an ocean of liquor in your undertow