 Every time we disagree, she's always asking me, are you a man or a mouse? Now that she's gone, she probably thinks that I'm home, but yes, I'm open around the house. Yeah, she probably thinks she's the one thing I just couldn't get along with that. I wouldn't just surprise her, I'd call her sympathizer, as long as she's bottle-soaked out. I'm sitting on a barstool acting like a dirty fool. That's what I'm doing today.