| Everywhere I go I
|
| Stroll around and to the side
|
| Every so often I might
|
| Fall over to the left and the right
|
| I never could hold on
|
| No matter how hard i try
|
| Stumble
|
| Tumble
|
| Fumble
|
| Ahhh
|
| Maybe next week
|
| Maybe next month
|
| Now I know I’m no Picasso
|
| But I feel like a blue soul
|
| Face twisted and my wrists sore
|
| From when i fell down a stairwell
|
| Hell let’s try and make a combo
|
| Face first then the legs will follow
|
| Crashing
|
| Bashing
|
| Lashing
|
| Ahh
|
| Maybe next time
|
| After the next wine
|
| One drink for my trouble
|
| Two drinks for my love
|
| Three drinks to blind my pain
|
| And then another one for my wobble
|
| Now I’m wollowing and morbidly formed
|
| I can say for sure i’m scorned
|
| Now I’m
|
| Walking
|
| Right home to my bed
|
| To try to dream it all away
|
| I don’t know how I can even keep it going
|
| Screaming every night into the morning
|
| Wake up early and start my groaning
|
| My bodies freezing as it starts snowing
|
| The midwest ain’t the best for a night’s rest
|
| When your falling on your face and you break your chest
|
| Wild
|
| Child
|
| Trying to survive |
| But the winter ain’t mild
|
| You might say that you’re pushing yourself down
|
| And your the only man standing in your way
|
| Then you’d prolly say your drinking till your drowned
|
| Don’t you know it’s your body that will pay
|
| And I could say that your crazy and a liar too
|
| But in the back of my mind i’d know the truth
|
| I’ve had it
|
| Fanatic
|
| I’m basically an addict
|
| Pulling apart my heart
|
| It’s problematic
|
| One drink for my trouble
|
| Two drinks for my love
|
| Three drinks to blind my pain
|
| And then another one for my wobble
|
| Now I’m wollowing and morbidly formed
|
| I can say for sure i’m scorned
|
| Now i’m
|
| Walking
|
| Right home to my bed
|
| To try to dream it all away
|
| Well I couldn’t say live or die
|
| I can only say that’ll i try
|
| Well I could say life or death
|
| But I know it’d be a wasted breath
|
| Deep in my blood
|
| Bleeding out through love
|
| All my problems flash into a flood
|
| One more bartender
|
| One more please
|
| I got a whole lot of pain to drink out of me |