Second Untitled 歌词

So it’s the last time, I fucking swear it No matter how many times I’m gonna have to say it before it’s the truth Before it’s the truth, ‘cause I have to ‘Cause the ink from my pen, oh, it dries permanent, and it makes it harder to forget And I’ve been waiting for the weekend so I can feel good about my drinking Try not to lie; try not to lie, at least not when I write ‘Cause the ink in my skin, your word is ever there It’s a broken promise to never drink again ‘Cause I kicked the habit of being abstinent and I fought off years of each cigarette