Count To Four Bottles And Books Lyrics

Well you got a bottle baby and I got a book
And I’ll be marking the minutes that made the hours it took
For me to find a way
To break the page
And find the words I felt that I need to say
A mile a minute I made the effort to talk
About a boy who’s a beast but hits the beau with a balk
And now I’m stuck on my tongue
That’s spits the words out quick
I take a breath in my lung
That leaves me lacking in wit

Well you got a bottle baby and I got a book
I put my foot on the gas but I think the engine just shook
Another hundred miles gone
Another lyric for this song
Don’t ever walk away from me
Don’t let this fiction stay between
I swear I can change things I swear I can change things

Don’t bother me
About my week
And all the things that you say
Yeah you’re a f*cking mistake
And I’ll be doing just fine
Cause I’ll be living my life
But I just don’t want to die
On the New Jersey Turnpike

The smoke is burning through my lungs
Pushed to my face from off their tongue
I’d leave but it just goes to show
That I’ve got nowhere else to go

Don’t bother me
About my week
And all the things that you say
Yeah you’re a f*cking mistake
And I’ll be doing just fine
Cause I’ll be living my life
But I just don’t want to die
On the New Jersey Turnpike