Stoned & Alone

Well, I'll head down to the barroom, not looking for trouble

I just wanna sit around and break tiny bubbles

Then the jukebox kicks in, and the room begins to spin

And I'm here alone, getting stoned

Well, I tore the place down, and they threw me on out

They couldn’t understand what I was drinking about

So, I'll catch a ride home, and before I know

I’m back at home getting stoned

Yeah, I'm back at home

Alone, getting stoned

Got one foot in the bed and one on the ground

Anything to keep the room from spinning around

But the walls are all shaking, and our love's forsaken

I'm still alone, getting stoned

Yeah, I'm still alone

At home, getting stoned