me and my friends
we don't encourage discipline
or really much of anything.
we do our drugs 'till we're lit up.
tell ourselves that this is love.
but it's never added up
and it will never be enough.
it's the same corner booth,
the same smith street bar,
the same sour mouths,
and the same empty arms.
forever and ever our lives
on a route.
it's the same dollar draft,
the same whiskey words,
the same hanging heart,
and the same old scorched earth.
we're further and further
away from the truth.
i wanna stop it.
i wanna stop it.
i wanna stop it.
but it's the only life i know how to live
we make a mess of what matters
give our good grace away
we try to drink the clock backwards
and pretend like nothing?s changed
but you think i?m a liar, but you think i?m a fake
and i think you?re a coward, but it?s not what i say
i call you my brother, and you call me the same
i wanna stop it.
i wanna stop it.
i wanna stop it.
but it's the only life i know how to live
let the steel (?) words spew out of the sides of my mouth
go be my ghost and i?ll got be yours
my brother, pour me one more
yeah tonight brother pour me one
yeah tonight i?ll just cut you one more
yeah tonight i?ll just cut you one more