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โฑ๏ธ 3:06 duration
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I've got a business, I've got a lovely wife
Everything I could want, I've got a perfect life
It's like you're hardly working when it's something you love
A brain of calculation, its heart, an abacus

But I think I'd be lying if I didn't say this
I've got a way with words, but not a way with emotions
I've got a silver bullet, I've got a self-prescription
I say, "hand me one more drink," you call it an addiction

I open up the bottle, let inhibition go
Maybe I shouldn't, though
I know I shouldn't, though
If it becomes a problem, if it seeps in my bones
Nobody has to know
Nobody has to know

I've got a business, I've got a lovely wife
Maybe I lie a little, but I'm doing alright
I say that I'll get better, I say I'm trying to quit
But if you know me, you would know I'm faking it

It's only twice a day, then three, then four, then five
It's not like it'll kill me, it makes me feel alive
At least I thought that it did, don't let them know I told you this
But I don't know how to resist, I hate my own excuses

Choking on desolation, sip on the amaretto
Won't make me better, though
I won't get better, though
I can stop when I want to, I still have self control
But I'll never say no
But I'll never say no

I know I fucked it all up, I'm not a perfect man
But I swear I'll get better, this isn't who I am
It's really not your problem, you shouldn't give a damn
You don't know how I'm feeling, so don't try to understand

Past 60 on the dashboard, past .08 in my blood
I'm feeling kinda funny, all common sense undone
Swerving all over the road, got children in the back
How are we gonna get home?
I'm really sorry, Jack, I-

The crashing sound of metal, the bleeding from my nose
I'm so stupid, I know
Fucking awful, I know
The iron taste in my mouth mixes with the merlot
They won't breathe anymore
They won't breathe anymore

I've really done it this time, where's there for me to go?
God damn it, I don't know
How could I ever know?
A shallow grave from my hands, flesh, blood, down below
Pick up, pick up the phone
Pick up, pick up the phone

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:21.26] I've got a business, I've got a lovely wife
[00:25.09] Everything I could want, I've got a perfect life
[00:28.52] It's like you're hardly working when it's something you love
[00:32.18] A brain of calculation, its heart, an abacus
[00:35.58] But I think I'd be lying if I didn't say this
[00:38.86] I've got a way with words, but not a way with emotions
[00:42.83] I've got a silver bullet, I've got a self-prescription
[00:46.23] I say, "hand me one more drink," you call it an addiction
[00:50.92]
[00:56.84] I open up the bottle, let inhibition go
[01:00.37] Maybe I shouldn't, though
[01:02.55] I know I shouldn't, though
[01:03.99] If it becomes a problem, if it seeps in my bones
[01:07.48] Nobody has to know
[01:09.23] Nobody has to know
[01:12.96] I've got a business, I've got a lovely wife
[01:16.40] Maybe I lie a little, but I'm doing alright
[01:19.87] I say that I'll get better, I say I'm trying to quit
[01:23.48] But if you know me, you would know I'm faking it
[01:27.11] It's only twice a day, then three, then four, then five
[01:30.77] It's not like it'll kill me, it makes me feel alive
[01:34.20] At least I thought that it did, don't let them know I told you this
[01:37.85] But I don't know how to resist, I hate my own excuses
[01:41.24] Choking on desolation, sip on the amaretto
[01:44.85] Won't make me better, though
[01:46.67] I won't get better, though
[01:48.47] I can stop when I want to, I still have self control
[01:52.14] But I'll never say no
[01:53.97] But I'll never say no
[01:55.67] I know I fucked it all up, I'm not a perfect man
[01:59.18] But I swear I'll get better, this isn't who I am
[02:02.53] It's really not your problem, you shouldn't give a damn
[02:06.33] You don't know how I'm feeling, so don't try to understand
[02:09.68] Past 60 on the dashboard, past .08 in my blood
[02:13.36] I'm feeling kinda funny, all common sense undone
[02:16.83] Swerving all over the road, got children in the back
[02:20.37] How are we gonna get home?
[02:22.22] I'm really sorry, Jack, I-
[02:24.16] The crashing sound of metal, the bleeding from my nose
[02:27.50] I'm so stupid, I know
[02:29.37] Fucking awful, I know
[02:31.03] The iron taste in my mouth mixes with the merlot
[02:34.86] They won't breathe anymore
[02:36.66] They won't breathe anymore
[02:38.31] I've really done it this time, where's there for me to go?
[02:41.99] God damn it, I don't know
[02:43.63] How could I ever know?
[02:45.32] A shallow grave from my hands, flesh, blood, down below
[02:48.97] Pick up, pick up the phone
[02:50.62] Pick up, pick up the phone
[02:52.43]

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