Empty Driveway

And if they didn’t have a word for fuck-up
Well I guess we would’ve had to make it up
And if I never had discovered alcohol
I would’ve found some other drug and taken it up
And if I hadn’t ever met you
There’s a million other means of breaking up

Panes of colored glass
When I’m driving past your empty driveway

And just because you didn’t want me
Well it doesn’t mean I wasn’t good enough
And just because this glass is empty
Well you shouldn’t think that I have drunk enough
And just because of how I’m feeling
Well it doesn’t mean that I have sunk enough

Memories flood back
When I’m driving past your empty driveway
 

~ 1998