Partying Is Such Sweet Sorrow

At the bottom of the first drink, I found my nerve

At the bottom of the next one, I met my girl

At the bottom of the third drink, I found a fourth

At the bottom of that one was a Trojan horse

That carried in demons who brought their brides

They tempted darkness where I lost my mind

The fifth drink found it and carried it home

Where my girl was waiting, one foot out the door

Another night spent gathering dust

Mug shots of a marble bust

Ruination leaves the lantern lit

So I know where the good lovin' is

I used to be a goddamn saint

I said my prayers, and I handled snakes

Until the road introduced me to sin

I only shook hands with drink, but he had his friends with him

I curse the day we raised our glass

Up like a bridge to let the devil pass

'Cause he ain't never left this town

And only beaten and unborn are living with him now

I used to be a holy man

"Once put an onion in a beggar's hand"

But now I'd rather not believe

How could a man I've never met be so cruel to me?

At least I'm in good company

At least I'm in good company

I'll drink to that

Oh, I'll drink to that

Dash the cup

Fifteen years has been long enough

Put the child in an unmarked grave

And burn the black book page by page

Go alone

There is your road

For once, I'm awake

And I will not serve madness

For once, I'm awake

And I will not serve madness

'Cause I am not the company I keep

I am not the company I keep

I am not the company I keep

I am not the company I keep

Dash the cup

Fifteen years has been long enough

Put the child in an unmarked grave

And burn the black book page by page