Dear Rebecca Rittz

(Play the guitar)
Verse 1:
Since you left, our home feels like an abandoned building
I just sleep in my truck at night because our bed's too cold
And all these beer cans turn to ash trays filled with Winston Reds
Your cell phone's off, wishin' you would have left a note
Because baby then I'd know what was so bad
I was drunk so I forget what I did
Should have never let me drink tequila, girl you know how I get

Dear Rebecca, when you comin' home?
I'll wait forever if forever ever comes
Was it cause I wrecked your car
When I left that titty bar
Or the bar tab that I charged
When I stole your Mama's credit card
I'm sorry, girl
(Baby, I know all the times I done you wrong and all I don't deserve you. Come on, girl.)

Verse 2:
I don't understand why you just can't call me
(Staring at my phone)
Another Friday night all alone at the Golden Corral
The same one we had our first date
The night you tried your first mid rare steak
We couldn't wait to get home, having sex in the handicapped parking
(You remember that?)
So why'd you up and leave me, girl, what's all this about?
Hell, I swear sometimes I wish you never bonded me out