Even if I finish my last drink

I will have to stop to think

Start again

All over again

And again and again

When is it ever time to end?

Time is never on my side

And I need some more to mend

More, more to begin to feel

Too much now, I need to heal



Give it up

I don’t have enough

To say I’m hooked

I don’t need it

It needs me

Don’t think about it constantly

Not like it’s everything

It’s not anything

Nothing, really



Talk about something else

If that will rid you of your fears

Change the subject to one you’d like to hear

Maybe talk about yourself

Drink up it’s last orders

Can’t you hear the bells?