Drunk Again - William Clark Green

The phone rings

I don’t wanna talk to you

Don’t you know that I’m trying my best

To keep it between the lines

I never thought it would hurt so bad

I never knew it would kick my ass

I called you a bitch one time

I wish I never had

If the river was a highway

Going to another town

White lines and by-ways

Snort it up and drink it down

I got checks that bounce

You moved out on a house that’s foreclosed now

And keep wondering how

I keep wondering why

Why I’m getting drunk again

Get three sheets to the wind

Write two sheets full of hymns

I don’t understand it

All my friends

They’ve moved on and are having kids

They all ask how I live like this

So now I’m wondering

Why I’m getting drunk again

I remember it was just a game

Back in our younger days

We held on to a hurricane

And then I drowned

If you’re water

I’m gasoline

Mixed in a way I never seen

I never thought I could be so mean

As I am now

I guess I’m gonna get drunk again

Get three sheets to the wind

Write two sheets full of hymns

I don’t understand it

All my friends

They’ve moved on and are having kids

They all ask how I live like this

So now I’m wondering

Why I’m getting drunk again

Gonna get drunk again

Get three sheets to the wind

Write two sheets full of hymns

I don’t understand it

All my friends

They’ve moved on and they’re having kids

They all ask how I live like this

So now I’m wondering

Why I’m getting drunk again

Get three sheets to the wind

Write two sheets full of hymns

I don’t understand it

All my friends

They’ve moved on and are having kids

They all ask how I live like this

So now I’m wondering

Why I’m getting drunk again

Gonna get drunk again