Bottle and Mary Jane

Lately I'm drowning my pain with a bottle and Mary Jane

No matter what I take, I feel the same

I been bound by these shackles and chains

A man of convictions, damn these addictions

Just can't be tamed

So lately I'm drowning my pain with a bottle and Mary Jane

Coming down a back road, a cloud of fat smoke rolling out my window

Even though I'm damaged, I'm standing on all ten toes

I'm lost, where I should go from here, I don't know

Eyes gloss but the pain on my face, I won't show

A prisoner inside my mind, I can't get out of here

I don't know why I ignore signs when they're so loud and clear

Lately I'm drowning my pain with a bottle and Mary Jane

No matter what I take, I feel the same

I been bound by these shackles and chains

A man of convictions, damn these addictions

Just can't be tamed

So lately I'm drowning my pain with a bottle and Mary Jane

No one else to turn to so I burn through another bag of pine

Courage is a virtue, it refers to this life of mine

I could drink a fifth of liquor and feel like I'm fine

I know even then, I'd never be satisfied

I cannot pay the bills, pop a couple pills, and just get by

Wouldn't change the pain I feel

Seeing tears spill out my daughter's eyes

So I pop the top on this bottle and pour it on ice

When I'm wrong is the only time I feel right

Lately I'm drowning my pain with a bottle and Mary Jane

No matter what I take, I feel the same

I been bound by these shackles and chains

A man of convictions, damn these addictions

Just can't be tamed

So lately I'm drowning my pain with a bottle and Mary Jane