I've spent so long
Tryna to make right on my wrongs
But I miss being stoned
'Cause it would make this easy
If I give myself an inch
Hell I might take the mile
And she can't take my calls
when I'm too drunk to dial
I'd love to sugar coat this
De-thorn all my roses
But she caught me at my lowest
The hardest part of getting clean
are all the damn apologies
Paying tolls on bridges
that I've burnt
I've been afraid of growing up
'cause that would mean to sober up
But stoned and drunk
don't mix with loving her
Does that make me a quitter
Does that make me a quitter
Lonely as I may be
I'd rather that she hate me
For who I am and not the man
whose hands were shaky
I finally seen a sunrise
And I could not believe it
Curtains open wishing
she was here to see it
And I thought that I could handle
both ends of that candle
But I'm throwing in the towel
The hardest part of getting clean
are all the damn apologies
Paying tolls on bridges
that I've burnt
I've been afraid of growing up
'cause that would mean to sober up
But stoned and drunk
don't mix with loving her
Does that make me a quitter
Does that make me a quitter
The hardest part of getting clean
are all the damn philosophies
Telling me
how this is 'supposed to work
I've been afraid of growing up
and losing friends I used to trust
But stoned and drunk
don't mix with loving her
Does that make me a quitter
Does that make me a quitter
Does that make me a quitter
Does that make me a quitter
Does that make me a quitter