Under The Rug
Go To Sleep
2:00 AM, all alone
I drunk dialed your mom on the phone
To hear a voice that sounds like you
She was kind as if she knew
She said, go to sleep
Go to sleep, forget about tomorrow
Forget about the lonely and the sorrow
Forget about it now…

Hardly could I see the road
In my lap, a mug full of beer;
Driving fast or maybe slow
Those three words ringing in my ear:

Go to sleep
Go to sleep, forget about tomorrow
Forget about the lonely and the sorrow
Forget about it now…