So, I'm writing' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help And I I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fighting' for I guess I wasn't smart enough to see the game And that no one's keeping' score And now, you would not believe the things I miss It's all the little things that fill that list Like playing' with the dogs And helping' father chop the wood behind the fence Now I I'm not sure if I'll see another day The doctor said it could go either way But I just wanted you to know No matter if I sink of fall or blink out in this hospital That I'm alright, yeah I made peace with it all Mistakes and all