Old 97's - Visiting Hours lyrics

There's a half a million drunks out And there's hundred thousand thugs And I'm selling booze to kids now Wearing my kid sister's gloves I don't know what I'm doing anymore I don't know what I started out for At first it looked so easy It was a cake walk in the park When I started it was daylight How quickly it got dark I don't know what I'm drinking anymore I don't know what I started drinking for Happy hour is almost over Hope I can walk on my own power Find your house Break your window Crash your bedroom These are the visiting hours Happy hour is almost over Hope I can walk on my own power Find your house Break your window Crash your bedroom These are the visiting hours The wind across your window The white noise in the walls The short leg on the table The dead trees in the fall I don't know where I'm living anymore I don't know what I came here for Happy hour is almost over Hope I can walk on my own power Find your house I'll break your window And I'll crash your bedroom These are the visiting hours These are the visiting hours These are the visiting hours