Local Man Drinks Alone

There's 37 cracks on the sidewalk From your front door to my car And I'm just glad I'm sober enough to drive There's 8 missed calls on my cell phone From the time I got home and unlocked my door 3 messages of you slurring how much you need me He's telling me things I don't care about While I'm sitting quietly on your couch And you're laughing at all of his dumb jokes at my expense This stupid hoodie's not at all warm Cold walk to the watering hole Where there's enough alcohol to wash this feeling out This stupid body's not good enough And I don't know how to make a better one But I'm good at excuses so who the hell knows I don't like when you say you need me Don't you worry you won't find me in the obituaries I hate when you say that you need me If you find me it won't be in the obituaries