Why would you think that you made me drink? I'm a drunk; reasons I don't need Just like you And I'd be in my car If I weren't in this bar Taking pills, take my keys I might drive me to Mexico And like talk, thrills ain't cheap But i just can't sleep In the bed that I made myself Make myself How funny it seems There's answers in dreams I just can't seem to remember Mine Wake up in the car Outside the bar Which way to Mexico?