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.