Julianne

<br>I met this girl, she looked like Axl Rose<br>Got drunk and took her home and we slept in our clothes<br>In the morning put my feet on the floor and thought<br>Being awake never felt like this before<br>And Julianne y`know she wouldn`t approve<br>Spent all day on the phone `cause I had nothing to do<br>Got rid of Axl by the afternoon<br>Being awake never felt so clear and blue<br><br>That`s all I knew<br>Guess that I was innocent too<br>I`ll sing a song and it won`t be the blues<br>I don`t miss Julianne<br><br>A friend she told me she felt sorry for me<br>She said the truth would come crashing down on me<br>That I`d be sorry but the truth of it is<br>That I feel guilty for not giving a shit<br><br>I got my bag of trash<br>I got my bag of trash<br>I drag it up and down, I drag it up and down the road<br>How could she miss a man<br>Who drags a bag of trash down the road<br><br>This week I feel like I been born again<br>I know that Julianne would have a fit<br>She`d find a reason for the things that I did<br>And gave me credit for the things that I`ve never been<br><br>That`s all I knew<br>Guess that I was innocent too<br>I can try just as hard as I can <br>But I don`t miss Julianne