It's kind of funny don't cha think,

I mean, you said you'd only have one drink.

You should have known that was a lie,

You just didn't want another lonely day to pass by.

I don't blame you for popping the lid,

It was only a game when you were just a kid.

But these days liquor feels like your only friend,

And it takes up all your time on the weekend.

Maybe it's just easier to pretend

That it will make you feel happy once again.

You know you don't want to do it

But if it defames the pain then screw it.

The sensation of guilt overwhelms your soul,

It's just imprisonment with no parole.

But we're all here for you,

For whatever you're going through.

You can keep her around for the lonely nights,

Or use her as confidence in the pointless bar fights.

She'll steal from you and leave you sick,

And when you're already down she'll give you a little kick.

She'll take your reputation and throw it away,

But when you're sad and lonely she's ready to play.

I guess it's not your fault for missing it,

She really is just a manipulating bitch.

So, leave her at the bar to sulk and cry,

Turn your life around or at least give it a try.

He believes in you,

He's testing your strength,

Clearly, he wanted you to be on a different wavelength.

You're stronger than she is,

And all full of life,

Don't let this addiction dull your light.

If you stay in this position,

Would you still consider yourself limited edition?

Don't let her be your problem anymore,

Turn around and lock that selfish abusive door.