I used to hear little feet runnin’ down the hall
Sunday mornin’ pancakes, pictures on the wall
A kiss from my wife, a hug from my son
Now it’s just me and the setting sun
We had a house full of laughter, love without lack
But one fight too many, and they ain’t comin’ back
Now the fridge is full of silence, the bed’s ice cold
And I’m pourin’ out stories I ain’t never told
I was a family man, wore that name with pride
Now I just drink to forget how it died
From bedtime prayers to a broken past
A bottle of Jack, and it’s hittin’ fast
I lost my world, can’t get it back
So I’m holdin’ on to a bottle of Jack
That swing in the yard don’t move no more
And the dog don’t wait by the front screen door
I stare at the photos, they stare right through
God, I’d give anything just to undo
I was a family man, wore that name with pride
Now I just drink to forget how it died
From bedtime prayers to a broken past
A bottle of Jack, and it’s hittin’ fast
I lost my world, can’t get it back
So I’m holdin’ on to a bottle of Jack
Yeah, I know I should quit, I know it ain’t right
But Jack’s the only one talkin’ to me tonight
I was a family man, now I’m just a shell
In a house full of memories, raisin’ my own hell
From bedtime stories to a shattered track
I ride every night with a bottle of Jack
I lost my soul, can’t take it back
So I’m goin’ down slow with a bottle of Jack