Whiskey  Xanax
Take two steps forward, take your 12-step back
Stop blacking out on cheap whiskey and Xanax
Break all the rules, I think I like that
You break all the rules, I fucking like that

I like the way you smile when your friends come over
I love the way that left eye droops when you're not sober

And I know
That you're not home now
When I should be, but I'm drunk alone
In therapy, I'm drunk alone

Take two steps forward, take your 12-step back
Stop blacking out on cheap whiskey and Xanax
Break all the rules, I think I like that
You break all the rules

I'm drunk off you (I'm drunk off you)
You're drunk off me (you're drunk off me)
We're sharing smiles, laughs, and non-stop good memories
And I know
That you're not home now
When I should be, but I'm drunk alone
In therapy, I'm drunk alone

Pick up your phone
I'm getting drunk alone
Pick up your phone
I'm getting drunk alone
Pick up your phone
We could watch "Home Alone 2"
Pick up your phone

Now the car is crashing
And I'm manically laughing
Wha-oh yeah
Sick of pills and always fading
A death from dissociating

Sleeping on Jake's sofa debating
If everything I say is complaining
And for you, I was always waiting
But for you, I can't keep on waiting

Think I'm bad, I know I'm bad
At everything
Think I'm bad, I know I'm bad
At everything
Think I'm bad, I know I'm bad
At everything
I'm good for nothing