I'm just sitting, reminiscing

Wasting thoughts, all I’ve got are (better days)

So tired of the bitter daze

Just hoping that I'll be ok

I kinda wanna drink some sulfur

When I get down, I get real down (no escape)

So come on with that bitter taste

And chuck an IPA my way

You ain’t the miracle, I ain't a saint (no matter, i was wrong)

Went from playing God to guarding hell’s gate (like a three headed dog)

Went from Jack the lad to Jack the precious

Felt you should have known me better

Laid it out like it's 2x2

Then the 10 to infinity you put me through and

I'm just sitting, reminiscing

Wasting thoughts, all I’ve got are (better days)

So tired of the bitter daze

Just hoping that I'll be ok

I kinda wanna drink some sulfur

When I get down, I get real down (no escape)

So come on with that bitter taste

And chuck an IPA my way

One down, two down, so sour

Five down, less than an hour

Why’d I have a second guess?

Then the third, it never ends

Is it too hard to listen to my friends??

I got a glass half full

But I’m as empty as I've ever been

I can't get a hold on

No, I can't stop crying (yeah I’m empty as I’ve ever been)

I'm in a chokehold

Can't stop with the who and why yeah

I’m just sitting, reminiscing

Wasting thoughts, all I’ve got are better days

So tired of my bitter ways

Come on, where’s my IPA?