Memories of You

I kinda like this cloudy head I get

When I drink too much

Probably the best thing I learned

When we used to get tore up

I like the smell of a lit match burning and gasoline

But they don't go together just like you and me

But I keep sipping on that moonshine

We used to rob from that shop in Chattanooga

Sniffing on that stuff that we would party on

Down in San Antonio

Killin' this body one shot at a time

Drinking enough until I finally go blind

And numb all those feelings you used to put me through

Roll right past that point of gone

So I ain't gotta hold on to these memories of you

These damn memories of you

I work hard to make forgetting you look this easy

Getting me out of my mind

That's the best way to please me

I like to get out of my head like escapin' prison

Just to break back in when the hard stuff stops hitting

So I keep sipping on that moonshine

We used to rob from that shop in Chattanooga

Sniffing on that stuff that we would party on

Down in San Antonio

Killin' this body one shot at a time

Drinking enough until I finally go blind

And numb all those feelings you used to put me through

Roll right past that point of gone

So I ain't gotta hold on to these memories of you

These damn memories

These damn memories of you