Pour it down the drain
Won't you pour it down the drain,
‘cause I can't stand the way it makes me misbehave
Going down in flames
because I drink my inhibitions all away
and all the things we've gotten over - they tap me on the shoulder
so honey you should pour it down the drain
I know I've got a problem, we've all got our problems but
I think mine is looking for a new one to fix
‘Cause I don't feel alive unless I got someone to chase
and everyone I've loved keeps coming back to haunt me
I couldn't tell you if this sadness is innate
I want to be your night & day
I want to be your night & day
These bruises on my hands
came from holding on to things I couldn't stand
Oh, I caught the drinkin' fever and I'm ashamed to tell the preacher
So far there's no such thing as heaven's plan
This fiction I ingest makes it better;
For a moment I'm a guest in a hotel of forgiveness
where you never had a mistress
But I always find my way back to the past
I know I've got a problem, we've all got our problems but
I think mine is looking for a new one to fix
‘Cause I don't feel alive unless I got someone to chase
and everyone I've loved keeps coming back to haunt me
I couldn't tell you if this sadness is innate I want to be your night & day
I want to be your night & day
I know I'm on my way
to an early Godless visit by the grave
Things I haven't gotten over - they're sitting on my shoulders
so I kinda like the way it makes me misbehave

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