Vices - Kalie Shorr

I started drinking whiskey straight to look cool

But now it’s all that gets me drunk

I used to bum a smoke when I was drinking

Now I keep a pack and smoke 'em whenever I want

And now I don’t even notice when I get a hangover

'Cause I’m never sober long enough

I’ll probably do it twice if I try it once

I stopped listening to the little voice inside my head

The angel fell right off my shoulder and the devil’s payin' rent

Maker’s is my therapist, my best friend’s a cigarette

I’ve been taking advice from my vices

I keep waking up next to my ex

Because he knows my body

And his new girlfriend, well she doesn’t know

And hell, I wish I was sorry

I’ve been in the back of too many cabs

Coming home at four a. m

Kissing goodbye to someone

I know I’ll never see again

I stopped listening to the little voice inside my head

The angel fell right off my shoulder and the devil’s payin' rent

Maker’s is my therapist, my best friend’s a cigarette

I’ve been taking advice from my vices

I owe one to Jim Beam

'Cause I don’t remember my dreams

And my American Spirits

For spending five minutes with me

Here’s to that blue-eyed escape I kissed in LA

I’ll never forget it like I forgot his name

I stopped listening to the little voice inside my head

The angel fell right off my shoulder and the devil’s payin' rent

Maker’s is my therapist, my best friend’s a cigarette

I’ve been taking advice from my vices, my vices