Sarah Shook & The Disarmers – The Nail lyrics

Why don't you go ahead and grab your shovel
Finish that beer and grab another
Get your ass outside and dig a hole?
Oh, big enough for little old me
Two foot wide by three foot deep
'Cause this constant misery is getting old

You're never, ever home, and when you are
What was once a happy home becomes a bar
When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin

We're a twelver in an doing shots
Cursing God and casting knots
Why don't you get your ass outside and dig a hole?
Find your bottle if you're able
Drink your ass under the table
The whole damn thing has gone unstable like you are

You're never, ever home, and when you are
What was once a happy home becomes a bar
When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin

Well I ain't your last, you ain't my first
You can't decide which fact is worst
Why don't you get your ass outside and dig a hole?
This headache's going to break my heart
The hand brake broke and the truck won't start
You've got me playing the dead man's card, dear Lord

You're never, ever home, and when you are
What was once a happy home becomes a bar
When I think about the end and, boy, I think about it often
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin
I can't decide which one of us will be the nail in this here coffin