The broken glass of a bottle makes a jagged rock bottom And right now, I got two shaky hands only one way to stop 'em And I haven't touched a drop in seven hours, three minutes Hardly sobered up, already wanna quit quittin' Sweatin' in an old church basement, wishin' I was wasted Never thought I'd say this ("Hello, my name's Jason")
And I've been losin' myself, I've been losin' my mind And I've been standin' in the rain, just tryna stay dry I was so ashamed to be in this seat 'Til I met a man who was twenty years clean He said, "Everybody here's felt the same dеfeat" Nobody walks through these doors on a winning strеak
Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on
The broken man in the mirror can't look at me 'cause he's guilty And I swear that the last couple months that motherfucker tried to kill me By the time I saw it coming, it was done with already It's hard to run from it when it runs in the family A problem with a thousand more it's causing Damn, this shit's exhausting This is why I walked in (Thanks for lettin' me share, y'all)
And I've been losin' myself, I've been losin' my mind And I've been standin' in the rain, just tryna stay dry I was so ashamed to be in this seat 'Til I met a man who was twenty years clean He said, "Everybody here's felt the same defeat" Nobody walks through these doors on a winning streak
Yeah Yeah-eh Oh, yeah Yeah-eh
I'm tired of being broken I'm sick of feelin' hopeless Way down here at my lowest At the end of my rope, at the end of my rope So what do I do? So what do I do? What do I do?
And I've been losin' myself, I've been losin' my mind And I've been standin' in the rain, just tryna stay dry I was so ashamed to be in this seat 'Til I met a man who was twenty years clean He said, "Everybody here's felt the same defeat" Nobody walks through these doors on a winning streak (Hey)
Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on
Compositores: Austin Nivarel, Jelly Roll, Joe Ragosta & Rob Ragosta