Out a little late aren't you?   What's out there I don't give you?   Don't I drink and sleep with you?   What you want you'll never get-   what you want is infinite.   You'll never get your fill of it.      So again you drink    and you grind your teeth.   Gnashing at the bit    of this emptiness   you can't swallow down.   It echoes in your    mouth      the words keep bounding out      Up a little late aren't you?   You let an empty bed scare you.   Still I drink and sleep with you.      Standing up to stay awake,   you start to blink you start to sway.   Blacking out another day.      So again you sleep    and you grind your teeth.   On the kitchen floor    you can't feel a thing -    that's what you perfer - yeah,   you found a cure for it.   Uh-oh.   Uh-oh.   And again you wake   from a drunken sleep.   make some promises    you know you'll never keep -    but at least you try.   Or at least you try to    try.   Uh-oh.   Uh-oh.