I Drink to Make it Right

I drink so I can be a little nicer

I drink ‘cause I’ve forgotten how to fight

I drink for all the reasons I don’t want to talk about

I drink, I drink to make it right

She’d lie close enough to make me want to tug

She’d write notes to say come meet me outside

She smelled like something angels grow in gardens

Her lips would curl when something made her cry

There’s a cross beside a guardrail on the highway

There’s a prayer to say every day at twelve

There are headlights in my dreams that wake me early

There’s a story in my head that hurts like hell

I drink so I can take it like a hero

I drink so I don’t seem so wound up tight

I drink for all the reasons I don’t want to talk about

I drink, I drink to make it right

There are trips I ought to take

There are books I haven’t read

There’s a bowling league on Wednesdays

Yeah I’ve heard it all be said

Don’t tell me I’m a young man

‘Cause I feel like walking dead

Thanks for the cake

Now leave me be for goodness sake

I drink so I can act a little kinder

I drink so I can be out in the night

I drink for all the reasons I don’t want to talk about

I drink, I drink to make it right