Oh no
God damn
I'm talking in my sleep again
Forgive me father, I have sinned
Save me, my Lord
I woke up on the couch again
Surrounded by empty cans
And I don't know if I'm gonna make it
Through the night
Get me back to the bar
And I'll be alright
Oh no, my bad
I took a couple shots again
I guess that's how the story ends
And it's a
Cold night in the city of sin
You can call yourself a winner
But you'll never win
And it's a long, long way
Back home from here
So, Mr. Barman, get me a beer
I haven't took my medicine
(My medicine)
And I, thank God I'm alive
I haven't took my medicine
(My medicine)
And I don't know if I'm gonna survive
I haven't took my medicine
I'm feeling like myself again
In sixty minutes' time
I'll be back in Teddy's basement
And I haven't made my bed
But then I guess that's the depression
When I close my eyes to sleep
I see your face, and I'm in hell
And I drink and drink
And drink away my appetite
I can't even tell
My left from right
Oh no
God damn
I'll feel like myself again
In six more vodka crans
And it's a
Cold night in the city of sin
You can call yourself a winner
But you'll never win
And it's a long, long way
Back home from here
So, Mr. Barman, where's my beer?
I haven't took my medicine
(My medicine)
And I, thank God I'm alive
I haven't took my medicine
(My medicine)
And I don't know if I'm gonna survive
The doctor said I'm so drunk
Had to drug me twice
He said
\"Son, you better call your mother\"
I haven't took my medicine
(My medicine)
And I, thank God I'm alive
