i woke up in the front yard in the back seat of a buick with the lights and the radio on i stumbled across the grass to the front porch through the door of a house that once was our home if love once lived here you can t tell it if i could just let go i d sell it oh i m going under getting over you made my way down the hall through the boxes to the bed where i used to hold you all night long your perfume on the pillow where you once laid your head stays there to remind me you re gone it s gonna tear me apart if i let it i should just move on and forget it but i m going under getting over you the days are long and the nights are tough all alone it s just too much i m not handling well what i m going through the whiskey ain t strong enough my hearts down to giving up i m down to my last cigarette too oh i m going under getting over you