Nails on a Chalkboard v2

Morning comes and she chased away my dreams again If i make it out of bed i'll drag my feet across the floor Feels like nails on a chalkboard half the time i slip and fall and crawl...like an animal Back into the shadows maybe i'll try again tomorrow I'm sorry i called you too many times I can't help it i miss you and i never got to say goodbye I just want to hear your voice again I must have left a thousand messages A stolen guitar and a wedding ring my hands are swollen and you can't sing At the pawn shop take the first and only offer Bitter words and vinegar in my mouth the only things that stick around After you're gone on another greyhound Passed out on some park bench or playground Walking 40 blocks to meet with a stranger I know you're not in any danger I know i'll see you later Before your quarters all run out I'm sorry i called you too many times I can't help it i miss you i never got to say goodbye Want to hear your voice again Must have left a thousand messages... Now that numbers disconnected That 25's already spent You can't expect to get another gram out of it The moon was waxing crescent on the night of your accident We brought you flowers and get well cards