We had a plan
move out of this town baby
West to the sand
it's all we
talked about lately
I'd pack the car
bring your guitar
and Jane for smokin'
First thing at dawn
you'd cue the songs
and we'd get goin'
But you weren't home
waited on the porch
for ya
Sat there alone
all throughout the morn
'til I
got a hunch
down in the gut
and snuck around the back
Empty cans
and I'll be damned
your shit was never packed
Did your boots stop workin'
Did your truck break down
Did you burn through money
Did your ex find out
Where there's a will
then there's a way
and I'm damn sure
you lost it
Didn't even
say goodbye
Just wish I knew
what caused it
Was the whiskey flowin'
Were you in a fight
Did the nerves
come get you
What's your alibi
I made my way
back to LA
and that's where
you'll be forgotten
In forty years
you'll still be here
Drunk washed up in
Austin
A hell of a bluff
you had me believin'
How many months
did you plan on leavin'
What happened
Bad habits
Did you go back
Go batshit
I loved you
how tragic oh
Did your boots stop workin'
Did your truck break down
Did you burn through money
Did your ex find out
Where there's a will
then there's a way
and I'm damn sure
you lost it
Didn't even
say goodbye
Just wish I knew
what caused it
Was the whiskey flowin'
Were you in a fight
Did the nerves
come get you
What's your alibi
I made my way
back to LA
And that's where
you'll be forgotten
In forty years
you'll still be here
Drunk washed up in
Austin