That road is just an ordinary road
If you walked down, you would never know
The things this town's lost on these streets
The things this town has made a memory
That pole is where he crashed his bike
Eighteen is too young to lose your life
Just another story for the papers to tell
"That's where the bike landed."
"That's where his body fell."

One more drink and I will play this game
Almost drunk enough to drive down Memory Lane
I only hope that I crash into
Something before I get to you

That perfect house in that perfect neighborhood
Where that one kid lived that no one understood
He came to this town back in '93
And left this town as a memory
The day he got sick of being ignored
He hung himself downstairs with an electric cord
Just another ghost story for this town to fear
Gossip and gospel are the same around here

One more drink and I will play this game
Almost drunk enough to drive down Memory Lane
I only hope that I crash into
Something before I get to you

I wanna remember
But no, I'm not ready
I wanna forget
But this city won't let me
They all say things will be okay
But no, they don't know anything
These are the things that make our past
These are the things that smash the glass
These are the things that make us bleed
But pour one more for these memories
Pour one more for me

One more drink and I will play this game
Almost drunk enough to drive down Memory Lane
I only hope that I crash into
Something before I get to you

Give me a shot or two
Maybe a Jack or a few
And maybe I can think of you
Help me forget what this is all about
Bottoms up before I bottom out

One more drink and I'll play this game