I'm layin' here, hatin' that I'm waitin' on the sunrise Turnin' and tossin' and reachin' across the king size Old number seven sittin' by the bed It's an achin' head, double-edge Sayin', "Whoa, oh, I need the buzz To make the day fade to black But whoa, oh, it's gonna make me wanna Gonna make me wanna want you back"
How do I sleep without drinkin'? How do I drink without thinkin' of you? How do I get by your goodbye? The bottle's gonna run dry I can't close my eyes without seein' you How do I walk without runnin' right back to your door? I'm caught in a catch-22 How do I sleep without drinkin'? And drink without thinkin' of you
Drink, sleep, sleep, drink
It's no consolation what I'm playing on the jukebox It hurts so bad, but it feels so good It's a paradox It's a paradox on the rocks
How do I sleep without drinkin'? How do I drink without thinkin' of you? How do I get by your goodbye? The bottle's gonna run dry I can't close my eyes without seein' you How do I walk without runnin' right back to your door? I'm caught in a catch-22 How do I sleep without drinkin'? And drink without thinkin' of you
Sayin', "Whoa, oh, I need the buzz To makе the day fade to black But whoa, oh, it's gonna make mе wanna Gonna make me wanna want you back"
How do I sleep without drinkin'? How do I drink without thinkin' of you? How do I get by your goodbye? The bottle's gonna run dry I can't close my eyes without seein' you How do I walk without runnin' right back to your door? I'm caught in a catch-22 How do I sleep without drinkin'? And drink without thinkin' of you
Drink, sleep, sleep, drink Drink, sleep, sleep, drink Without thinkin' of you Drink, sleep, sleep, drink Drink, sleep, sleep, drink
Composição: Brad Tursi, Jordan Schmidt & Craig Wiseman