Church

I need a short drink or a long prayer

I've been sober, but I don't care

I'm so scared of my own self

I get no help, and that's no fair

So don't go there, I've been hell and back

I got scorched hair in this Gucci cap

I got empty bottles and a million follows

I regret swallowing the Ativan

F!ck it, let's be real

I resent the way that I feel

I pretend that it's cool, but I miss getting drunk

And I'm angry that God doesn't help when I kneel

F!ck it, I said my prayers

When I got cleaned, sh!t just got worse

I quit doing drugs, and I pleaded with Jesus to save me

But he didn't hear my words

This sh!t don't work, it hurts

I went to church, now I need liquid courage

Whiskey in my glass, I take the knives out of my back to stir it

Go to hell and back again, then show you burns to prove I earned it

I need shots or God to gain the strength I need, I'm just a person

I pray on my way

To the liquor store that they locked the doors

'Cause I'll lay in my grave

If the whiskey pours like it did before

I'm scared, I send out a prayer

Can anybody hear me? Is anybody there?

'Cause honestly it hurts and every day is worst

I keep buying whiskey when all I need is church

I keep talking to God, but He don't hear me

And my demons are there, always listening

I get lost in the dark, drowning in whiskey

And I went in so far, you say you miss me

I'm on a ship in a bottle, so say goodbye at the shore

Break the glass and you'll find me, I'm not who I was before

Close my eyes in the darkness and hold on through the storm

I'm a wreck in a bottle, I wasn't built for a war

These church pews

Bright lights, whiskey glasses, bottles of booze

Make short days to long nights

The bottle, the Bible, I didn't know what to choose

I pray on my way

To the liquor store that they locked the doors

'Cause I'll lay in my grave

If the whiskey pours like it did before

I'm scared, I send out a prayer

Can anybody hear me? Is anybody there?

'Cause honestly it hurts and every day is worst

I keep buying whiskey when all I need is church

I can't read, but the Bible's still with me

My eyes can't see from the bottles of whiskey

I don't believe anybody will miss me

And I'm on my knees, tell me, God, are You listening?

I pray on my way

To the liquor store that they locked the doors

'Cause I'll lay in my grave

If the whiskey pours like it did before

I'm scared, I send out a prayer

Can anybody hear me? Is anybody there?

'Cause honestly it hurts and every day is worst

I keep buying whiskey when all I need is church