Man, I hate you found me here 
With whiskey on my breath 
I know I should be ashamed 
So much for those twelve steps 
He said "No my son, I know you're doin' your best 
For all you've been through, hey, I understand 
I only came here to be your friend 
You know she still asks about you 
And wonders how you're doin' and where you been... " 

 [bad word] 1: 
Tell her I'm in Tampa, on the causeway 
Watchin' the waves roll in 
Tell her I'm in Aspen, in a cabin 
Findin' myself again 
Tell her that I'm happy , and I've moved on 
Better than I've ever been 
Just don't tell her that you saw me, drownin' in this bottle 
Tryin' to make her disappear 
Tell that I'm anywhere 
Anywhere but here 

It would only break her heart 
If she knew the [bad word] 
See, I told her when she left 
This was the last thing I would do 
Tomorrow I swear I'm startin' over again 
I've made it this far and I know how it ends 
But she doesn't have to find out where I am 
So if you see or hear from here again 

 [bad word] 2: 
Tell her I'm in Baton Rouge, Louisiana 
Sellin' cars five das a week 
Tell her I'm in Mobile, Alabama 
Gettin' back on my feet 
Tell her I'm happy and I've moved on 
Lookin' better than you've ever seen 
Just don't tell her that you saw me, drownin' in this bottle 
Tryin' to make her disappear 
Tell that I'm anywhere 
Anywhere but here 

Tell her that I'm happy and I've moved on 
But let her know that I still care 
Man, tell her I'm anywhere 
Anywhere but here 

Tell her I'm anywhere 
Anywhere, but here