Staggering backwards
No sense of where I'm going
Taking too much at a time
Speak without thinking
Who knows what I'll remember
I'm sure it'll all turn out just fine
You can make your way back down
Someone else can take the wheel now
Anytime you're dry
With me
And you won't recognize me then
Singing loudly to no audience
You could waste your time
With me
Cuz I'll be more than half past dead
Make mistakes almost all of the time
I've been trying to find out
Where to draw the line
Racing fast towards a steady decline
I keep trying to tell you
Don't worry, I'll be fine