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Jack Has His Ways
Why shouldn't I drink?
Rough day, rough night
Nothin sounds right like a good hard fight
Am I sad, no
Jealous? Only a little
Angry, well
Enough whiskey makes anyone angry
Fuck I'm a bad buddhist
I'm clinging to my hope of you
You're not here to reassure me
Fuck I sound like a pussy
Another reason to show that bottle who's boss
I'm singing Dino to an empty room
Because I feel like singing you
Oh how you'd be moved if you were here
Fuck that sounds like a guilt trip
Empty glass already?
Bartender, do your job
Don't act like I don't know how to do your job
Gimme a towel and I'll love up this crowd
Maybe half-pretend I'm single and go cause some trouble
Maybe pretend I'm an asshole and go start a fight
No point trying to stay happy drunk
I'm messy without you so I may as well just get messy
Which reminds me
I need another drink
It's a pointless, endless quest
A useless attempt to replace one second of this shit I feel
With how drunk with joy I am
With you
Oh why can't I be with you
My neighbours tell me to quit whining
I'm ruining their good time
Good
My good time just doesn't exist
Fuck
No point to that one
Maybe I'm drinking because you're drinking
If I pretend really really hard and fuzzy
You'll be here drinking
Laughing at me
Staring at me
Saying it's hot how I drink
Whispering you want me to fuck you
Clawing me
What a sweet game of pretend I play with myself
Ok that shot went down too hard
Last call is funny
When it comes, it's too late to stop you from being
HAMMERED
But too early because you looooove the dirnk - scuze me, DRINK
Fuck last call for never being just right
(Unlike you and how you're always the porridge I choose)
Ooo a window
You like this window
We've both masturbated to fucking against this window
Mine might be more rough
I don't like that you're not here by this window with me
Don't like it so much that I hate this window
Fuck I still sound like a PUSSY
Go ahead
I don't care
Make me a pussy
I'm weak without you
Weak, pathetic, lonely
No man is an island
But I sure as shit feel like one
And not a nice island
No palm tree sundrenched sand dome is me
I'm a little craggy rock no one wants to land on
Dreading the coming tide which drowns it
Speaking of coming tides
I'm admitting to you again
You think it's weird, don't you
How I don't let myself get away
Only because you're too good to catch me
Punish me
Be mad at me
Not for real, anyway
I won't even dream tonight
Passing out brings dreamless sleep
So even in my sleep I'm cheated of you
Just like every time I sleep
Wake me up, my darling.
