I clearly saw your drinking problem laid out next to mine
'Tis the season
No big deal
It's fun, it's harmless, it's fine

But some part of it still makes me sad
There's something I still miss
When you told me how your mother was crying
And said, "I hate seeing you like this."

You really did have a one-tracked mind
To just keep drinking more
Who the hell am I to judge
We've all been there before

I was just so tired and sad
And maybe slightly bored
Sometimes the habits that we have
Turn into such **** chores

We both know that we're better than this
Let's will it to be true
We'll leave this place together, man
And start our lives anew