hit the wall i'm comin' with a fever dropped the ball i didn't think i'd see her and now i'm runnin' round looking for another town bartender broke my f**in' leaver and now I'm back to living with my parents its kinda cool i never have to pay rent but i think about you think about you all the time guess I'm gonna have to finally face it im an alca -alca -alcoholic broken heart don't hurt, already got it and when i think about you think about you all the time but you never never let finish coked out and talkin' like a tweaker short straw and starin' in a mirror and i tell myself i tell you everything is fine sore throat and just a little fever and now i'm driving drunk and double vision thinking that i'm punk and on a mission when i figure out i figure out my f**in' life red lights and full head on collision im an alca alca alcoholic broken heart don't hurt, already got it and when i think about ya think about you all the time, guess i'm gonna have to finally face it