Driving by those trucker stops
The cheap motels
Made of concrete rocks
With a hole inside your chest
The size of a city block
I remember the days
When you said you
Weren't afraid to die
I don't think you're brave for it
I just think you're more
Afraid of being alive
If I had the medicine
I'd give you the medicine
Cause I miss you son
I'd bring you back home
If I was the one
But it's four and ten
In the belly of the four am
And you're staring down another
Weekend
To silence the pain
And I'm wide awake
And there's blood
On the promenade
Here's to waking up with that
Stone between your ribs
And you're lying down again
You just pretend
You don't know what it is
When everyone around you says
That you're not the one
To blame for it
But you're the only one that's
Feeling the pain for it
So you're gonna take matters into
Your own hands yeah
If I had the medicine
I'd give you the medicine
Cause I miss you son
I'd bring you back home if I was
The one
But it's four and ten
In the belly of the four am
And you're staring down
Another weekend
To silence the pain
And I'm wide awake
And there's blood
On the promenade
If I had the medicine
I'd give you the medicine
Cause I miss you son
I'd bring you back home if I was
The one
But it's four and ten
In the belly of the four am
And you're staring down
The weekend
To silence the pain
And I'm wide awake
And there's blood