I wake in a fog after the night before
And swear yet again, it will happen no more
The bottles are broken and the tables in disarray
My habit I’m afraid is growing more each day

The pills the booze and the staying up all night
Have taken my soul and there’s no answer in sight
I fight with my mind, my thoughts and my brain
I say to myself I cannot stand anymore pain

Help I have gotten so many times before
But before it is over I run right out the door
I’m not willing to stop and try a new life
And as a result have lost my children, my wife

They say I am good and at best when I’m sober
But that does not help me when the bottle takes over
I’ve tried and I’ve failed so many times in the past
Sometimes when I think about it, I wish this day was my last