I've been racing carbon monoxide poisoning
And I'm getting sicker every time I breathe in
I need to quick, but I just can't take the nicotine fits
When my car breaks down on every Monday morn
My Grand Marquis is choking me
And it won't get better any time soon
And it won't get better
I've been hating waking up sore and shaking
Wallet empty, and a gut full of regret
I need to stop, but I just can't help drinking until I drop
When my landlord says, “five months behind”
My well whiskey is drowning me
Eight bucks a pack for some smokes
Two dollars fifty for the toll
Ten bucks in gas to get home
Just to go and drink alone
This crock of sh** is drowning me
This crock of sh** I'm choking in
And it won't get better any time soon
And it won't get better
I'll do what I'm doing
No, it won't get better any time soon
No, it won't get better
Do what I'm doing