I'll be drunk again All by myself To feel a little love Should I, should I? Maybe I'll get drunk again I wanna be drunk when I wake up On the right side of the wrong bed And every excuse I made up Tell you the truth I hate

Come September I'll be gone (gone, gone) I said I loved you in the summer But will I love you in the fall I thought I wasn't like the others Guess I'm an asshole after all I used to be alright I'd tell myself I love you But I'm creeping every night