"Just one more shot" is what I tell myself every night
Stumbling home, over grown, and blinded by the street light
A burp of vomit, my winter jacket, and a cold chilling breeze
The pressure of every step nearly bring me to my knees
Back home at the door as I fumble for my keys
With my nose full of salt that flows from the Sea
I scratch doorknob with every attempt
Memories of you in my mind im still trying to exempt
I stumble through the doorway
Home so late thinking about what would you say
"You had me worried sick! Keep your voice down baby, kids are asleep"
You crawl over every aspect of mind like a venomous spider all over your creep
You've webbed me all over keeping me trapped
I make my way up the stairs as the liquor oozes from my pores like tree sap
I enter the room that's full of the smell of you
Since I was here last that wretched oder grew
I drop on the bed next to you whispering your mine to keep
Placing my finger on your ice cold lips saying "keep your voice down baby, the kids are asleep.. "
