Feels like a Friday night 
But it's only Monday afternoon 
Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room 
It's just me and fifth of Beam 
Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones 
And it won't be long 'til the whole [bad word] bottle's gone 

And I know it might sound sad 
But to tell the [bad word] it ain't half bad 
I love my misery 
Gonna drown my blues in a sea of whiskey 

I'm drinkin' again 
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in 
So don't give me any [bad word]  I know just what I'm gettin' in 
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a [bad word] 
I'm drinkin' again 

I've got no friends to call 
They've all straightened up and settled down 
And they don't ever wanna hang around 
But I guess I understand 
This house ain't much [bad word] 
Smells like a cesspool here 
It's stinkin' nasty 

And you might say I'm bad off 
But I chose the road I [bad word] across 
I picked my poison 
Give me another shot of bourbon 

Cause I'm drinkin' again 
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in 
So don't give me any [bad word]  I know just what I'm gettin in 
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a [bad word] 
I'm drinkin' again 

Well fortunately for me I find relief 
When the world is weighin' down on me 
I pop a top, I take a shot, I drop a pill 
Turn the radio up, sit back and chill 
Pretend my life is a bed of roses 
Try not to notice all the ghosts 
That are hauntin me and tauntin me 
And wantin me to cut my wrists 
So they can watch me bleed 
And laugh at me, as I scream in agony 
I get high for the sake of my family 
Cause the alcohol is all that's helpin me 
To cope since I went broke and lost my hope 
I kicked my girl to the curb of the road 
You know I couldn't afford to support us both 
 [bad word] I'm not rich, don't have a good job 
Do [bad word] work with this dude named Bob 
And he's an [bad word]  Yells at me all the time 
Pays minimum wage on overtime 
Still he's got it made, drives an Escalade 
And gets two hundred times what I get paid 
But that's okay. 
I'll drink to his health [bad word] mine 
I'll chug liquor and he can sip red wine 
And I'll be fine. Trying to find some peace 
I'll quit payin' my rent and I'll break my lease 
I'll live out on the streets and beg for change 
Crawl in a box when it starts to rain 
Forget my family and my friends 
Forget the world, ya'll, I'm drinkin' again 

I'm drinkin' again 
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in 
So don't give me any [bad word]  I know just what I'm gettin in 
Sure, it's a sin, but I done lost control 
And I'm drinkin' again y'all 
I'm drinkin' again 

I'm drinkin' again... 

I done said goodbye 
To the twelve-step program 
I'm drinkin' again...