Semi-Related

If I was sorry
I would say
I'm sorry
And you aren't crazy
So quit acting
Like you are

The morning you left
The birds wouldn't shut up
And I ran out of cigarettes
Before I passed out

I grabbed all the courage
Laying around

Found some change I knew
Was under the cushions of my couch

Walked about six blocks
To the liquor store

Walked back with
Thirteen cents and two packs

Found the bottle I stashed
In the shed and spent

The rest of the day
Thinking about the shit

I could have done and
Decided it makes no difference

No matter what the sages say
Around nightfall