A hazy Saturday, I stumbled to the beach
last night still on my mind, and still on my jeans
I know I won't see her again
I know I won't see her again
A Sunday afternoon, I stumbled down my stairs
I went to check the mail, there was nothing there
I know I won't see her again
I know I won't see her again
These empty bottles I believe are my best friends
they'll stay here by my side from now until the end
I know I won't see her again
I know I won't see her again
I sold all that I own I'm running from the law
I sold my telephone because you never call
I know I won't see her again
I know I won't see her again