Julianne

I met this girl, she looked like Axl Rose,
Got drunk and took her home and we slept in our clothes,
And in the morning put my feet on the floor
And thought: Being awake never felt like this before.

And Julianne you know she wouldn't approve,
Talked all day on the phone, 'cause I had nothing to do,
Got rid of Axl by the afternoon,
Being awake never felt so clear and blue.

That's all I knew,
Guess that I was innocent, too.
I'll sing a song, yeah,
And it won't be the blues
'cause I don't miss Julianne.

My friend she told me she felt sorry for me.
She said the truth would come crashing down on me. (down on me)
That I'd be sorry, but the truth of it is
That I feel guilty for not giving a shit.

Aah-Ooo,
That's all I knew,
Guess that I was innocent, too.
I'll sing a song, yeah,
And it won't be the blues
'cause I don't miss Julianne.

I got a bag of trash,
I got my bag of trash,
I walk it up and down
And drag it up and down the road.
How could she miss a man
Who drags a bag of trash down the road?

This week I feel like I've been born again,
You know that Julianne she would have a fit,
She'd find a reason for the things that I did,
And give me credit for the things that I never been.

Ooo,
That's all I knew,
guess that I was innocent, too.
I can try just as hard as I can
And I don't miss Julianne.

Ah-Ooo
That's all I do,
Guess that I was innocent, too.
Yeah, I can try just as hard as I can
But I don't miss Julianne