Got a quarter...
I pa**ed out last night and I never made it home.
Wound up on a bus to San Antone.
My head hurts bad and I ain't wearing shoes.
Going to find my wallet and my way back home to you. We're gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
It's amazing how slow days like this can go.
Find a way to wash away.
Any regret you have, don't let this moment pa**.
Live inside this day. I got cuffs on my hands.
Chains on my feet.
I got locked up for the second time this week.
And I know I make you cry but girl my love is true.
I'm going to find my wallet and my way back home to you. We're gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
It's amazing how slow the days like this can go.
Find a way to wash away.
Any regret you have, don't let this moment pa**.
Live inside this day. Now I'm back on the street.
Thumb in the air.
Don't know how the hell that I got here.
But I'm gonna hitch that ride.
If it's the last thing I do.
Gonna find that wallet and bring it home to you. We're gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
Know don't you let this life come whoop your
Find a way to wash away.
Any regrets you have
Don't let this moment pa**.
Live inside this day.