Do I have nothing good left to say Do I need whiskey to start fueling my complaints People love to drink their troubles away Sometimes I feel that I’d be better off that way
Cause maybe then I could sleep at night I wouldn’t lie awake until the morning light This is something that I’ll never control My nerves will be the death of me I know I know I know
So here’s to living life miserable And here’s to all the lonely stories that I’ve told Maybe drinking wine would validate my sorrow Every man needs a muse And mine could be the bottle
Maybe then I could sleep at night I wouldn’t lie awake until the morning light This is something that I’ll never control My nerves will be the death of me I know
Finally I could hope for a better day No longer holding on to all the things that cloud my mind Maybe then the weight of the world wouldn’t seem so heavy But then again I’ll probably always feel this way
At least I know I’ll never sleep at night I’ll always lie awake until the morning light This is something that I’ll never control My nerves will be the death of me My nerves will be the death of me My nerves will be the death of me I know