SOBER

SOBER

I wish I could get through this life sober
But every time I think things are turning around
They come out of the woodwork to tear down my happy

Words mean nothing and talk is cheap
If you want me, show me
If you don't, tell me
There's ten more where you came from

I wish for a happiness that eludes me to this day
But every time I think she’s arrived
They turn around and stab me in the back

You mean nothing and lies are expensive
If you know it, do it
If you fail, get back up
There’s a dime for another dozen of you

I wish I could sift through these memories sober
But every time I see your face
The pain and tears come rushing back