John Conlee Backside of Thirty

Making money at thirty with a wife and a son Then a short five years later it all comes undone She�s gone back to mama with the boy by her side Now I�m blind drunk and running with them on my mind I�m on the backside of thirty and back on my own An empty apartment don�t feel like a home On the backside of thirty, the short side of time Back on the bottom with no will to climb It�s dawn Monday morning and I just called in sick I skipped work last Friday to drink this much red And when my friends ask me I�ll tell them I�m fine But my eyes tell the story that my lies can�t hide I�m on the backside of thirty and back on my own An empty apartment don�t feel like a home On the backside of thirty, the short side of time Back on the bottom with no will to climb