Drivin' the block to put off gettin' home

It's a whole lot of work to get a little bit stoned

Threadin' the needle, changing the dose

Till I'm immune to the cure

When you have not a thing else left to look forward to

Outside of hittin' the road

Burnin' one after your shift at the restaurant

Getting a ride to the show

Oh, it makes sense to wanna feel good

It makes sense to want not to feel

They say living is something that you choose

But it makes sense with no chips left to lose

Everybody knows you're off the wagon

Still hangin' on for dear life

While it's draggin' you beneath the wheels

Think you're finally findin' out the pageant

Ain't worth it, no one does it right

You get the hand you get and try to deal