I could apologize,
But what would that do
Look you in the eye
And say it’s not you
But I won’t disguise
That I’m not that blue
I just might let you
Think what you think is true
It was just a night
That I hit a wall
You know how I love bright lights
And my alcohol
You have your right
To state my downfall
But I won’t change, I won’t change
Not at all
Has this all turned, am I now just caught
Do you think I’ve earned this frigid a spot
This talk’s adjourned, like it or not
Even if I burn, more bridges than I’ve got
There’s a time and place
To judge what I am
Where you don’t play up the case
And rush to condemn
I won’t show my best face
Beyond 12 am
And now you’re on pace
You’re on pace
To become one of them
I can get sarcastic
I’m a very happy drunk
I don’t get bombastic
Even when I’m in a funk
I got to feeling fantastic
And with it comes some spunk
Was it quite so drastic
That our friendship should be sunk
Up on your higher ground
This argument’s ripe
There are cases all around
That bear out your hype
But this one’s unsound—
I’ve not earned these stripes
And I have found what you expound
Is a stereotype