I like drinking to forget your name
To untangle these ties with you
How much sweet life source
I keep thinking I'd rather not look
it's been dried up and burned
It's absurd, but I keep coming back
Oh, believe me brother, I believe I'd rather
Dig a hole and crawl in the ground
So I'll just stay drunk all the time
I've been over and over this girl
But you, like the rattlesnakes curl
It calls to strike me again
light's out, I think it's the end.
Have mercy on me, Jesus Christ.
