[Intro]

            
              
            
              


[Verse 1]

             
I broke free o

              
n a Saturday m

           
orning, I put 

             
the pedal too 

      
the floor
             
Headed north o

             
n Mills Avenue

             
 and listened 

              
to the engine 


roar

           
             

             
My broken hous

              
e behind me an

  
d good things 

ahead,
              
a girl named C

             
athy wants a l

             
ittle of my ti

me

             
Six cylinders 

              
underneath the

 
 hood crashing

 and kicking
             
aha! listen to

              
 the engine wh


ine


[Chorus]

              
I am going to 

             
make it throug

           
h this year if

              
 it kills me
              
I am going to 

             
make it though

             
 this year if 

             
it kills me


[Verse 2]

             
I played video

              
 games in a dr


unken haze,
             
I was seventee

          
n years young
             
Hurt my knuckl

              
es punching th

    
e machines
              
the taste of s

             
cotch rich on 

     
my tongue

            
              
            
              

             
And then Cathy

              
 showed up and

     
 we hung out
             
trading swigs 

              
from a bottle 

      
all bitter and

 clean
             
locking eyes h

  
olding hands
              
twin high main

          
tenance machin

es


[Chorus]

              
I am going to 

             
make it throug

           
h this year if

              
 it kills me
              
I am going to 

             
make it though

             
 this year if 

             
it kills me


[Bridge]

           
I drove home i

              
n the Californ

     
ia dusk,
           
I could feel t

              
he alcohol ins

 
ide of me hum
             
Pictured the l

#            
ook on my step

           
father's face,
             
ready for the 

              
bad things to 


come.


[Verse 3]

             
I down shifted

              
 as I pulled i

           
nto the drivew

ay,
             
the motor scre

              
aming out stuc

        
k in second ge

ar
              
The scene ends

             
 badly as you 

         
might imagine
             
in a cavalcade

              
 of anger and 

 
fear
              
There will be 

             
feasting and d

           
ancing in Jeru

           
salem next yea

r


[Chorus]

              
I am going to 

             
make it throug

           
h this year if

              
 it kills me
              
I am going to 

             
make it though

             
 this year if 

             
it kills me