Whiskey & Xanax

Take two steps forward, take your 12-step back

Stop blacking out on cheap whiskey and Xanax

Break all the rules, I think I like that

You break all the rules, I fucking like that

I like the way you smile when your friends come over

I love the way that left eye droops when you're not sober

And I know

That you're not home now

When I should be, but I'm drunk alone

In therapy, I'm drunk alone

Take two steps forward, take your 12-step back

Stop blacking out on cheap whiskey and Xanax

Break all the rules, I think I like that

You break all the rules

I'm drunk off you (I'm drunk off you)

You're drunk off me (you're drunk off me)

We're sharing smiles, laughs, and non-stop good memories

And I know

That you're not home now

When I should be, but I'm drunk alone

In therapy, I'm drunk alone

Pick up your phone

I'm getting drunk alone

Pick up your phone

I'm getting drunk alone

Pick up your phone

We could watch "Home Alone 2"

Pick up your phone

Now the car is crashing

And I'm manically laughing

Wha-oh yeah

Sick of pills and always fading

A death from dissociating

Sleeping on Jake's sofa debating

If everything I say is complaining

And for you, I was always waiting

But for you, I can't keep on waiting

Think I'm bad, I know I'm bad

At everything

Think I'm bad, I know I'm bad

At everything

Think I'm bad, I know I'm bad

At everything

I'm good for nothing