They keep trying to take a stand, but falling down,
Crawling round with that cup in a shaking hand,
It takes the hard stuff to make a man
And soft drinks won't break the bank, fade to black; (uh)
Raise a hand as you swill that piss,
Raise a hand but don't spill that drink,
If I could have one wish? It's that you'd change before the heart attack,
I hear so much in just the clink of our garbage bags,
But it aint a problem if you won't admit it,
And there you both seem to know the figures,
I have no religion, but pray to god that she makes that stop,
And pray those shots don't make your livers; (cause one day)
Tough skin drawn taught on that withered frame,
Your face became a canvas for the inner pain,
And worry lines are the flickered shade,
A sort of artistry the liquor paints in about your bitter days,
And while I know you've seen a lot of bad shit,
Haven't we all? But still managed to live,
Now I know this aint a matter for kids,
But I'm sick of biting my lip, while I still inhabit this digs (come on)
Give me one good reason for the silent gaze,
I'll give you one good reason to throw that wine away,
See the light of day, see the fighting fade,
Recognize that it's time to change
Give me one good reason for the silent gaze,
I'll give you one good reason to throw that wine away,
(uh) See the light of day (uh) see the fighting fade,
Recognize that it's time to change (now)
People ask why I write in a minor key,
I think it's maybe cause I grew up in this winery,
Or maybe cause I saw you fight and had to grind my teeth,
Did you know I used to cry in my sleep?
I'd love to go back home, just to lie on the beach,
Where I thought I'd grow old with the life that I'd lead,
Instead it all fell apart, I acquired my needs,
And now I feel so alone I admire the sheep,
You know my heart don't tick straight?
That doctor saw the stress of a fifty year old inside of that kids frame,
Arrhythmia but with a gift at the same,
So I could never quite connect to the kids my age,
And when we left that town I left my past with it,
Spent half my digits digging for father figures,
I'm still dealing with that, listen to half my lyrics,
So I do understand why you turned to hard liquor,
I burnt my bridges while they still lay under me,
I burnt the wicker till the wax played under me,
But would I choose different? Is what I'm wondering,
The road to this state lay in front of my feet (so)
Give me one good reason for the silent gaze,
I'll give you one good reason to throw that wine away,
See the light of day, see the fighting fade,
Recognize that it's time to change
Give me one good reason for the silent gaze,
I'll give you one good reason to throw that wine away,
(uh) See the light of day (uh) see the fighting fade,
Recognize that it's time to change (now)
But thanks a lot for all the gifts that you gave me,
I think they're probably why my listeners play me,
And probably why I so admire the brave,
I've got a lot of respect for the sacrifices you made,
And while I probably won't change the surface,
You showed me that I could if I just made it my purpose,
You always taught me I should speak my mind,
And so I'll speak my mind instead of saying this nervous,
On top of that you got me out of that place,
Which is probably why I'm still alive today,
I'm trying to repay all the kindness you showed,
Which is why I'm dying to know why the bottles got a knife to your throat,
You never seemed the type to throw the towel in,
But bottles on that mole hill have made it a mountain,
If you got some perspective and started breaking it down (shit)
I really think that you could surmount it;
Water into wine and my tears to booze,
So here's to you,
I turned water into wine and my tears to booze,
So here's to you,
Turned water into wine and my tears to booze,
So here's to you,
I turned water into wine and my tears to booze,
So here's to you