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