Your faith in me went away Am I dead to you? It's funny how what we say Is so far from true I know it's getting late A quarter past two I know what you're thinking, babe I'm thinking it too
I'm drinking till I can't speak You'll find me at the bar And everybody's watching You put me in the car Now I'm curled up in the backseat Like a dirty dog The way you're looking at me Dear, help me God
You saw my dark passenger On the night that we met The devil on my shoulder Is still in our bed Oh, but I'm trying to see myself In a new light The walls know it's hard to face The light of the truth
I'm drinking till I can't speak You'll find me at the bar And everybody's watching You put me in the car Now I'm curled up in the backseat Like a dirty dog The way you're looking at me Dear, help me God Dear, help me God Dear, help me God
