The Nail

Why don’t you go ahead and grab your shovel

Finish that beer and grab another

And get your ass outside and dig a hole

A hole big enough for little ol’ me

2 foot wide by 3 foot deep

Cos this constant misery is gettin’ old

You’re never ever home and when you are

What was once a happy home becomes a bar

When I think about the end and boy I think about it often

I can’t decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin

We’re a twelver in and doin’ shots

Cursin’ God and castin’ lots

Why don’t you get your ass outside and dig a hole

Find your bottle if you’re able

Drink your ass under the table

The whole damn thing has gone unstable like you are

You’re never ever home and when you are

What was once a happy home becomes a bar

When I think about the end and boy I think about it often

I can’t decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin

I ain’t your last you ain’t my first

You can’t decide which fact is worse

Why don’t you get your ass outside and dig a hole

This headache’s gonna break my heart

The hand break broke and the truck won’t start

You got me playin’ the dead man’s card, dear lord

You’re never ever home and when you are

What was once a happy home becomes a bar

When I think about the end and boy I think about it often

I can’t decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin

I can’t decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin