Another day of deflating your face into tears
I shook your mood with the game and a bottle of beer
The day I fell off of the wagon you threw up your hands in disgust
Once again you just get the best of me

Remember you loved to be held, how you loved to be touched
And anxiously laughed at my jokes just a little too much
When I was so careful of cursing while you were still nursing your beer

Now it's a shame but I know that there's really no use for a brand new convertible
A mile to your parents', a mile to the store
Turn in our bottles for 10 cent deposits I'll drink us two dollars more

I don't recall anyone placing a gun to our heads,
We traded a trip 'round the world for a family instead
Our friend's were dispersing while you were still nursing our boy

And I knew things had changed when the pet names that you once gave me we soon gave to the pets
But I still come when you call them just to be sure

Now there's really no use for a neighborhood cheerleader
A block party president mowing his lawn,
Whose cabinet is empty with a mind full of nicotine fits

God I can't make you love me,
Cause I don't have the strength anymore



Lyrics submitted by ebowtheletter

"1229 Sheffield" as written by Donny Brown, Doug Corella, A.j. Dunning, Brad Vander Ark, Brian Vander Ark

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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