How low
how low must I sink
For you to want it again
Like the night with the drink

Tequila and red wine, beer and vodka that tasted like gin
but slipped down like tears
I was not on my knees by accident

Can you hear my rumbling guts
I see sickness again
Coming in floods

Of tequila and red wine, beer and vodka that tasted like gin
but slipped down like tears
I was not at your feet by accident