Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin
Because it hasn't sunk in... so far.

Well it's a drab routine, the dust starts building
Until it's hard to come clean.

Then the months stack up to an addict crutch
As if the drink weren't enough
A stagger cannot compete
There's no charm in being residential state street

And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
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I wish you could know better than you show
With parted lips pointed down
That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.

And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

What a difference it made
What a difference it made

And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

What a difference it made
What a difference it made