Me and my friends, we don't encourage discipline

Or really much of anything

We do our drugs to wheel it up and tell ourselves that this is love

But it's never added up

And it'll never be enough, no it'll never be enough



The same corner booth

The same Smith Street bar

The same sour mouths

The same empty arms

Forever and ever, our lives on a loop



It's the same dollar drafts

The same whiskey words

The same hanging hearts

The same old scorched earth

Further and further, away from the truth



I wanna stop it

I wanna stop it

I wanna stop it

But it's the only life I know how to live



Make a mess of what matters, give our good grace away

We try to drink the clock backwards, and pretend like nothing's changed

But you think I'm a liar and you think I'm a fake

And I think you're a coward, but that's not what I say

I call you my brother

And you call me the same



I wanna stop it

I wanna stop it

I wanna stop it

But it's the only life I know how to live



I wanna stop it

I wanna stop it

I wanna stop it

Let the smeared words spill out of the sides of our mouths

Go be my ghost and I'll go be yours



But tonight, brother pour me one more

But tonight, brother pour me one more

Yea tonight, I'll just cut you one more

Yea tonight, I'll just cut you one more

One more, one more