[Verse 1] He was dead inside my head long before he died So making the arrangements felt natural, felt nice No medicine for saving him from cigs and booze and salt Feels pretty nice to say, I thought his sadness was my fault
[Chorus 1] So let's pour one out for the bastard It's still sad when bad men die You can pour your drink out in the sink Go on and live your life I hear drunk footfalls through bedroom walls Buying comfort in the south But I'm my own father now
[Verse 2] Drooling and foolish the first time that you saw me Said your eyes were like a Jersey cow, your tongue's so clean and country In the years of drunk disasters you never felt the same You think I want these feelings Chose my face or chose my name
[Chorus 2] So don't ask about blame or forgiveness It's still sad when bad love dies Oh, I'm full of shit and you're over it Take the last word in my pride I'm my father's spitting image and I spit upon the mirror I see the old man's still here
[Verse 3] I know that I will go soon My heart's also not that strong It was written in the stars about a thousand light-years long But I feel the scrawl start to dissolve in a cemetery ring And I know about a million men who'd feel about the same
[Chorus 3] So let's pour one out for the bastard Even bastards need their friends You can pour your drink out in the sink You got the last laugh in the end The arrangements are in order I can buy the bar round 'Cause I'm my own father now So don't ask about blame or forgiveness I'm not one for choosing sides He was full of shit and I'm over it I'm glad that I'm alive But the earth does not crack open No one opens up the clouds It's all right I'm my own father now I'm my own father nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
