Paint on the walls and smoke on my collars Rings on my friends left hands, Darker the days understanding the ways that I left town to hurt your feelings Oh I don't really know you anymore Telephone calls, Bills in my wallet, Rings on friends left hands Whiskey in glasses, poured out in ounces While I was praying for clouds Well I don't really know you anymore Shirts holding moles, Dirty clothes for laundry, Rings on my friends left hands Money for gas, Cigarettes for my cash and receipts in my glove box too Oh I, I don't really know you anymore Oh I don't really know you anymore