And if you think that hiding behind
a flask full of anything you can get
for hours and hours
putting gallons of that potent ****
back each and every time you go
then you need to know
that won't help anything at all.

You think
that it's so ******* simple to
numb such a ******* sharp pain
then let me tell you it's not
because the only way to
feel nothing, the only way to truly
numb yourself is to die.

And if you think you can
take your life away and
nobody will ever care you
are wrong.

Anybody can drink their pain away
not everyone can live to share
the stories from the bar
every single ******* night
after work when no one else will
go home with you or say that
anything is going to be OK.

If you think your life is
worse than others, think about
starving Africans. If you still think
your life is worse you are truly more
****** up than I remember and
I want absolutely nothing to do with you.

That stupid flask is nothing more than
a reason to remember and weep
of everyone who wronged you,
when, how, and where.

It make you upset over
everyone you've ever lost
or had to say goodbye to.

It makes you so crazy that
you stand up and scream for
the entire bar to hear;
all the things they never said
that would have made everything OK
again before they took you to bed
and all the things you never
had the courage to say,
but wish you had because
maybe then they would have stayed
and maybe then you'd be ok.

but Love, oh my sweet,
sweet love, please don't go
back to bar tonight...