The Next Round

I drink 'cause I'm thirsty,
I drink 'cause I'm dry,
I'm not yet quite thirty,
But I feel like I'm dying.
I drink 'cause I want to, 'cause I need to,
'Cause I don't know what else to do
With my time, I won't say it,
You can see it in my eyes.
You drink 'cause you're lonely,
You drink 'cause you're sad,
You always claim every party,
Was the best time you've ever had.
You drink 'cause you're scared of
A life of living off your own company,
You won't say it but I can see it in your eyes.
Of all of the things I could become,
A lonely drunkard isn't one,
Which I would've wished,
When I was young.
Drink has drunk my days away,
I tried to live like Hemingway,
Life just doesn't work that way,
Pills don't kill the pain,
They just delay.
We drink 'cause we're scared that,
If we should stop,
The good times will go away,
But the bad times will not,
What if it's over and we're sober,
And we still feel like we're fixing to die,
What then?
Don't say it cause I can see it in your eyes.
Next round's on me.
Next round's on me.
Next round's on me.
Next round's on me.
Next round's on me.
Next round's on me.
Next round's on me.
Next round's on me.