Raw

Been drunk so long

Like almost out of spite

We've been roughhousing tonight

And I fell under the knife

Yeah, I feel like talking again

But the room is circling like some kind of ride

I stayed out 'til morning again

And I get to wondering as to why

Yeah, with your dirt blonde hair, you can't fight fair

What do I do?

You and your dead blank stare

I still play with the fool with way too much to lose

Yeah, sometimes we take pictures

That just don't turn out right

But I can still see the shape of you

Up against that campfire light

Whoa-oh, I want to go back to that night

I want to go there with you

And I can't tell if nothing's changed

If it's the same, I hear your name, I look for you

I hear your name, and I stand up

I don't care if I fall again

Yeah, 'cause I got so much life to live

I don't care how many times I trip up, bruises, cuts, or busted lips

It's loser's cup, give me a sip

Been drunk so long

Like almost out of spite

Been drunk so long

Like almost out of spite