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 wine 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, Lord, I'll tell them I'm fine
 But my eyes tell a 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
 We knew we had problems with no chance to win
 Pretended we'd make it, does she have the kid?
 And he made life better for two years or more
 But now, weekends between us will be his reward
 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