I say my, my slow descent into alcoholism 

it went to my head, where I really need it

with the views that remain untreated

I say my, my, my, my slow descent into alcoholism

It went something like this song

something like this song

something like this song



Salvation holdout central(x3)



I say my ever-loosening grip on the commonest courtesies slipped

from my hands when I really need her

when I need change for the parking meters

I said my, my, my, my slow descent into alcoholism

it went something like this song

something like this song

something like this song



Salvation holdout central (x16)



uh huh (x9)