BYOB

I think I finally get What my sister meant When she asked, "What's the point In being up 'til 4am if you're not drinking?" It's been ten years since then And I'm just four days deep Into trying my best To take off the edge Without drowning it In another fifth I can stop it's not a problem Feeling best when I feel nothing Not so bad here at the bottom Feeling best when I feel nothing I think I finally get That monthly tradition Waking up on the first And calling out for rabbits' help in wishful thinking Mine's a bit different Before I go to bed I write down all the things That make me want to keep This streak alive For another ninth Is it coping or a problem? Feeling best when I feel nothing Getting worse here at the bottom Feeling best when I feel nothing Move the goalposts just enough then Feeling best when I feel nothing If you bring your old bullshit You'll just be your own bad luck You can be your own burden Won't be worth betting on If I bring my old bullshit (If you bring your old bullshit) I'll just be my own bad luck (You'll just be your own bad luck) I can be my own burden (You can be your own burden) Won't be worth betting on No one's fault but it's my problem Feeling best when I feel nothing How long have I been at the bottom? Feeling best when I feel nothing Still rolling out of bed each morning Feeling best when I feel nothing Taking wins where I can get 'em Feeling bad, at least it's something