Beer In The Fridge
Sippin' Regret: Embracing Sobriety Amidst Broken Memories
Lyrics
I ran into your mom at church
I encountered your mother at church.
She said I've been praying for you
She informed me that she has been praying for me.
Guess now that you've moved on
It seems you have moved on from our past.
She ain't mad at me no more
As a result, she no longer holds any anger towards me.
The magnolias on old Shell Road smell so bittersweet
The magnolias on old Shell Road evoke a mix of pleasant and painful memories.
Sometimes I still wanna get messed up
Occasionally, I still have the desire to engage in destructive behavior.
But you'd be proud of me
Despite that, I've made choices that would make you proud.
There's a beer in the fridge, last of twelve
There's one beer left in the fridge out of a twelve-pack.
Sole survivor of my last all-nighter
It survived my last night of excessive drinking.
In the back of the bottom shelf
It's tucked away on the lowest shelf.
It's gonna be there in the morning
It will remain there in the morning.
Even though you won't
Even though you won't be present.
You're the reason I quit drinking
You are the reason I gave up drinking.
And the reason I wanna get drunk
Yet, you're also the reason I sometimes want to drown my sorrows.
I still look out for the cops when I'm driving around town
I still feel cautious about law enforcement while driving in town.
And I'm still not quite sure what to do with my hands in a crowd
Uncertainty lingers about what to do with my hands in a crowd.
There's a lot I can't remember and a lot I can't forget
There are events I can't recall and memories I can't erase.
One silver bullet in the chamber and I'm playing Russian Roulette
A metaphorical game of chance, likened to Russian Roulette with one bullet loaded.
With that beer in the fridge, last of twelve
The same beer from earlier, now the last of the twelve-pack.
Sole survivor of my last all-nighter
It survived my previous night of excessive drinking.
In the back of the bottom shelf
Still hidden on the bottom shelf.
It's gonna be there in the morning
It will persist until the morning.
Even though you won't
Even though you won't be there.
You're the reason I quit drinking
You are both the cause of my sobriety and my desire for intoxication.
And the reason I wanna get drunk
(Instrumental break - no specific lyrics)
I don't know why I keep it, I should probably pour it out
It seems I have to continue living without you now.
Guess I've got to live without you now
Because I couldn't live without...
'Cause I couldn't live without
(Instrumental break - no specific lyrics)
That beer in the fridge, last of 12
(Reiteration of lines 9-15)
Sole survivor of my last all-nighter
-In the bottom shelf
-It's gonna be there in the morning
-Even though you won't
-You're the reason I quit drinking
-And the reason I wanna get drunk
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