How did this happen? How did I get to here?
Lot of liquor, lots of beer
Lots of self deprivation, my ego's not that big
Drowning in desperation, I need a cigarette

These shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
Because my hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch

Fuck my life, all I want to do is die
So I'll pour a drink to suppress my anxiety
A drink for my depression, so I can pretend to belong
A drink for the fun of it, pass out on the lawn

These shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
Because my hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch

Wake up with the shakes, what the fuck is going on?
Take a swig of whiskey to move the day along
Hair of the dog, the best cure for a hangover
The real trick to it is never being sober

That's the alcohol, I am the liquor
Because my doctor said that would kill me quicker
And as I said, I just want to die
Bury me in poverty, call it a night

These shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
Because my hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch