| Just one more |
| He said an hour ago |
| Then he stumbled around |
| Before finally hitting the ground |
| Hitting the ground |
| He’s courting oblivion with a lover’s zeal |
| He wants to fall deeper, ‘til he disappears |
| He wants to be invisible, invisible |
| He wants to be invisible, invisible |
| Strangers pick him up |
| Shake their heads and send him off |
| He’s got drinking friends |
| Where his thinking friends had been |
| He’s courting oblivion with a lover’s zeal (courting oblivion) |
| He wants to fall deeper, ‘til he disappears (courting oblivion) |
| He wants to be invisible, invisible |
| He wants to be invisible, invisible |
| And in his sober moments |
| There is a girl, there is a girl |
| She’s the silver lining |
| In his stormy world |
| But he can’t hold on (hold on) |
| Long enough to love her (hold on) |
| Like he knows he should (hold on) |
| She wishes he would |
| No, he can’t hold on (hold on) |
| Long enough to love her (hold on) |
| Like he knows he should (hold on) |
| She wishes he could |
| But he’s courting oblivion with a lover’s zeal (courting oblivion) |
| He wants to fall deeper, ‘til he disappears (courting oblivion) |
| He wants to be invisible, invisible |
| He wants to be invisible, invisible |