Bed, Bottle, Goal

I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, I've got a bottle, got a 1-2-3-4...
Bourbon, my sweet, put me to sleep
I have a pillow made of down and fresh, clean sheets
And tomorrow when I wake with a headache I know there's gonna be
Some work to do
It's the work after all, dear bourbon
That keeps me coming back to you
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal
Tonic and gin is on the menu again
Along with all my worst jokes and a shit-eating grin
And tomorrow's coming quick like a lovesick little virgin
And there's work to do
It's the work after, all dear tonic
That I'm really looking forward to
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I need to reignite this slightly burnt-out soul
So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal
Hey!
Bed, bottle, goal
Bed, bottle, goal
(ooooh) 2x
Well, this pen in my palm is keeping me calm
As I penetrate pages every and all day long
And the ink will keep me sane and help refrain for a bit longer
All the work that's due
It's these goals after all, dear bottle
They keep me coming back to you
I have got a, I have got a
Bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I need to reignite this slightly burnt-out soul
So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal
And bed be my coal
And bed be my coal