Drinking Again - Corey Smith

Feels like a Friday night

But it’s only Monday afternoon

Still there’s a party goin' on in my livin' room

It’s just me and fifth of Beam

Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones

And it won’t be long 'til the whole damn bottle’s gone

And I know it might sound sad

But to tell the truth it ain’t half bad

I love my misery

Gonna drown my blues in a sea of whiskey

I’m drinkin' again

Tryin' hard to hide the pain I’m in

So don’t give me any shit, I know just what I’m gettin' in

Sure, it’s a sin but I don’t really give a damn

I’m drinkin' again

Oh, I’m drinkin' again

I’ve got no friends to call

They’ve all straightened up and settled down

And they don’t ever wanna hang around

But I guess I understand

This house ain’t much for company

Smells like a cesspool here

It’s stinkin' nasty

And you might say I’m bad off

But I chose the road I strumbled across

I picked my poison

Give me another shot of bourbon

'Cause I’m drinkin' again

Tryin' hard to hide the pain I’m in

So don’t give me any shit, I know just what I’m gettin in

Sure, it’s a sin but I don’t really give a damn

I’m drinkin' again

Well fortunately for me I find relief

When the world is weighin' down on me

I pop a top, I take a shot, I drop a pill

Turn the radio up, sit back and chill

Pretend my life is a bed of roses

Try not to notice all the ghosts

That are hauntin' me and tauntin' me

And wantin' me to cut my wrists

So they can watch me bleed

And laugh at me, as I scream in agony

I get high for the sake of my family

'Cause the alcohol is all that’s helpin' me

To cope since I went broke and lost my hope

I kicked my girl to the curb of the road

You know I couldn’t afford to support us both

Hell I’m not rich, don’t have a good job

Do construction work with this dude named Bob

And he’s an ass, Yells at me all the time

Pays minimum wage on overtime

Still he’s got it made, drives an Escalade

And gets two hundred times what I get paid

But that’s okay

I’ll drink to his health and ruin mine

I’ll chug liquor and he can sip red wine

And I’ll be fine.

Trying to find some peace

I’ll quit payin' my rent and I’ll break my lease

I’ll live out on the streets and beg for change

Crawl in a box when it starts to rain

Forget my family and my friends

Forget the world, y’all, I’m drinkin' again

I’m drinkin' again

Tryin' hard to hide the pain I’m in

So don’t give me any shit, I know just what I’m gettin in

Sure, it’s a sin, but I done lost control

And I’m drinkin' again y’all

I’m drinkin' again

I’m drinkin' again

I done said goodbye

To the twelve-step program

I’m drinkin' again