the last time i chase down my fear
with a bottle of whisky and cheap beer
ill never worry again
thats what i tell myself to get by
that your out there and your doing fine
but im worrying all my days away
looking for you has me looking for blame
and i guarantee, itll never be the same
and ill never forget the last look on your face
so one last shot one last plea
maybe some day youll get back to me
and ill know that your ok