I'm doing better but i know better than this
Yeah, maybe progress is progress
It's crazy how i sabotage myself and then
Tell myself whatever i need to fall asleep
We both know how the story ends
It's 3 am and i'm drunk again
Still got this taste in my mouth
From all the cheap cigarettes
That i bummed from my friends
Who probably hate me now
(it's inevitable)
Cause god knows i do
And i'll drink whatever i need to fall asleep
We both know how the story ends
It's 3 am and i'm drunk again
Without this room to hide i can't find the silence
I've been looking for all night and now
(if i could pass out in my own bed then i could forget)
It's 3 am and i'm drunk again
Should i go home now
So i can pass out
Regret tonight tomorrow
