if i die in mississippi - that time i drove your mailbox to the gas station | Текст песни

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• if i die in mississippi
• that time i drove your mailbox to the gas station

i wish i could tell you the truth
i wish i could tell you i'm useless
i wish i could tell you that even half the time you thought i was telling the truth, i wasn't
i had to choke up and lie later that day
when you got home asked what happened
i had to say \"i was tired, and late for class and i'm sorry
i woke up in such a hurry
my vision was so blurry
i forgot what i was doing \"
honestly
i was drunk
i never went to bed
i wanted a cigarette
i am an idiot
the look on your face
as i explained what happened
i was tired i was so late for class
and i'm sorry about losing your mail