I'll Drink To That

Standing stiff on a cliff and I'm not gonna leap
Checked out the water but it's much too deep
No going back there's no turning around
So I'll stay here and wait God I hope that I'm found

My, my, my, my, my, my, my thoughts were in knots but I couldn't get to sleep
Went up to the attic to see what to keep
Threw out the useless and now it's bone-dry
But I still couldn't die and couldn't figure out why

No way
No how
No what?
What now?

(The place is packed) I needed that
(The bottles cracked) I'm glad for that
(A good nights rest? Forget about that)
(I feel alive in this dive) So I'll drink to that
(The place is packed) I needed that
(The bottles cracked) I'm glad for that
(A good nights rest? Forget about that)
(I feel alive in this dive) So I'll drink to that

The attic was empty and my eyes were shut
I had to do soemthing but I didn't know what
The darkness was nice but it wasn't enough
The clock wasn't stopping so I had to get tough

Get tough
Get up
Get out
Get tough

(The place is packed) I needed that
(The bottles cracked) I'm glad for that
(A good nights rest? Forget about that)
(I feel alive in this dive) So I'll drink to that
(The place is packed) I needed that
(The bottles cracked) I'm glad for that
(A good nights rest? Forget about that)
(I feel alive in this dive) So I'll drink to that

Got up and out and found out it was raining
The car lived then died but I wasn't complaining
Hell bent for action and it had to be out there
I walked then I ran hoping something was somewhere
Before too long it didn't take long
This place came along and I ended up here

(The place is packed) I needed that
(The bottles cracked) I'm glad for that
(A good nights rest? Forget about that)
(I feel alive in this dive) So I'll drink to that
(The place is packed) I needed that
(The bottles cracked) I'm glad for that
(A good nights rest? Forget about that)
(I feel alive in this dive) So I'll drink to that



Credits
Writer(s): Dicky Barrett, Joe Gittleman
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