It's my own damn drinking problem
Guess it seems I'll never solve'em
That's the way that it will have to be
You tell me that I should get some help
And I tell you to go to hell
And that's the way that it will be
It's my own damn drinking problem
Guess it seems I'll never solve'em
That's the way that it will have to be
You tell me that I should get some help
And I tell you to go to hell
And that's the way that it will be
And I see your eyes in the starry skies
Looking down on me, all day
And I hear your voice in the winter winds
Telling me that I'm insane
It's my own damn drinking problem
Guess it seems I'll never solve'em
That's the way that it will have to be
You tell me that I should get some help
And I tell you to go to hell
And that's the way that it will be
And I see your eyes in the starry skies
Looking down on me, all day
And I hear your voice in the winter winds
Telling me that I'm insane
Well, I promise you my friend
I would never touch that bottle again
Yeah, but I'm still a liar
Yeah, I can't tell the truth
And these drinking problems they should be the proof
It's my own damn drinking problem
Guess it seems I'll never solve'em
That's the way that it will have to be
You tell me that I should get some help
And I tell you to go to hell
And that's the way that it will be
It's my own damn drinking problem
Guess it seems I'll never solve'em
That's the way that it will have to be
You tell me that I should get some help
And I tell you to go to hell
And that's the way that it will be