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Reckons I got a drinking problem
I've been sinking a lot of whiskey
Reminiscing about the shit forgotten
Never worry about ones who miss me
Trust
Cos' I ain't thought about the past time
I just pour another glass like
I ain't up in the morning still yawning from the last night
Time never been on my side
Sit as the stars fly
Cos' dark eyes turn blueish
Need something newish
Half dark half Jewish
Someone to ruin all this dark I'm doing
From the bar side fluent in that Pharcyde sewage
I knew it
Knowing that she could be this
Deep stitch
Had me woven like the seamstress
Got me, say I wouldn't repeat this
But deep this
Reckon she could be the seamstress

She could be the seamstress
Deep this
I reckon she could be the seamstress
I need this
Now I got this sink in belly so I drink 'til I fill it up
And lay back up in my bed 'til I'm feeling rough
She was feeling tough
Trust
Never feel enough
So I back the whole damn glass and never spill a touch
Trust
Still don't change nothing
Same bluffing
Same blame with the same something
Same pain
Spelt her name in the same substance
Shame saying it ain't the same when the rains coming
Cos' there was something about her leaving
Colder for the evening
Had me sober for the feeling
Holding out hope
There's hoping to believe in
I was holding out for you
But you were nowhere to be seen and
I was on my jacks
Tidying that flat
Just me and my cat
Reminiscing on the times I was single and haps