Play the game and pay the price Live your life until it's right When you reach the end of the street You'll realize your life can't take the back seat
Walking home drunk, by myself Thinkin' 'bout what's left on the shelf And the money it takes to get there How can I manage to even beat The **** life loves shoveling on top of me? Why don't I just see That one more block will never let me Let me, let me, let me be, let me see, let me be
The hole in my broken heart Will never ever just let me start Livin' the way I want to And seeing the way I want to see you So, I'm sitting on my couch now Drunk with a pitiful slouch And I just can't seem to figure out Why I have this permanent pout
Wrote this drunk one night on my cell phone. I don't think it's half bad...