After this one I swear I’ll be done
Maybe take two, then become new
Like all the rest, is this making sense
What has you so upset?
Still waking up on the other end
Of dial tones and addiction
If time’s evidence I’ll be convicted
I’m not match for old habits
For old habits and outcomes
Never could hold back my tongue
Or laughter when they fall off of
The roof where we would test our luck
With forties and prescription drugs
And all my friends could give a f*ck
If I were to fall off of
The roof where we would test our luck
A new night brings the same outcome