For The Wicked

Well, the sun's coming up and I don't know where I am
Last night at the pub was a mad, hectic blur
I'm laying in bed with a girl I don't know
Hope this makes more sense to her
Stumbling dazed through this wild, wild game
Of liquor and girls who I won't recall there names
Both are my gift and my curse all the same
With never a moment too dull

I've been drowning in whiskey, till I can't distinguish the beginning from the end
Every time my head starts to clear, I feel the need to do it all again

Watch my step cuz her old hardwood floor
Is covered in bottles we drained the night before
Scattered on the ground like my life and my clothes
Which I'll have to pick up before I go
Later tonight I'll be at it again
Be back at the bar with a handful of friends
Telling the tale of my conquest
Till the next one comes around

I've been drowning in whiskey, till I can't distinguish the beginning from the end
Every time my head starts to clear, I feel the need to do it all again
Oh, I feel the need to do it all again

No rest for the wicked, I get no rest
No rest for the wicked, never a chance to catch my breath
No rest for the wicked, I get no rest
No rest for the wicked, hell no

Not gonna say its a life I regret
But I wish I could find just a pause to reflect
Before I fill up with gin and then get in her dress
Guess I'll just drink up and go

I've been drowning in whiskey, till I can't distinguish the beginning from the end
Every time my head starts to clear, I feel the need to do it all again
Oh, I feel the need to do it all again
Oh I feel
I guess I feel I need to do it do it over again