So I picked a fight with Jesus Now I'm I was wrong When you pick a fight with the Prince of You won't for long
a one-lane highway straight to Hell And I've it so many times You can bet I it well
He said, "Trust in me, I'm the of kings And you, my friend, are in a rut" But what I was for was the king of beers So I said, "Won't you be my bud"
It's a spiral, I'm drownin' fast But if is my last drownin' chance You can bet, I'll make it last, can't you
I once called you my friend, now I'm stumblin' again I'm slurrin' and I'm bustin' bottles over the heads of saints And I know it's been so long, but I still see you you're gone I feel the weight of that look upon your face almost every day
Now I'm stumblin' like drunken preacher Drooling on his I'm mumblin' like old proud bum Who swears he knew him
a back-slide spiral, I'm drownin' fast But if this is my last chance You can bet make it last, can't you see?
I once called you my friend, now I'm stumblin' again I'm slurrin' and I'm bustin' bottles over the heads of saints And I know it's been so long, but I still see you when you're I still feel the of that look upon your face almost every day
God it's true and so do you something's got to change But if change is all around me I I'll stay the same
What's the point in change when nothing I once keep myself afloat But now I'm sinkin' fast, can't you
I once you my friend, now I'm stumblin' once again I'm slurrin' words and I'm bustin' bottles the heads of saints And I it's been so long, but I still see you when you're gone I still feel the weight of that upon your face almost every day
And I once you my friend, now I'm stumblin' once again I'm slurrin' words and I'm bustin' bottles the heads of saints And I know it's been so long, but I still see you you're gone I still feel the weight of that look upon your face every day