Verse 1)
Woke up this mornin', sun shinin' bright
Got no hangover, somethin' ain't right
Used to wake up groggy, a pain in my head
Now I'm clear-eyed and wishin' I was dead... tired
Missin' that blur, that sweet, hazy fog
Now I trip on the rug, like a clumsy old dog
Try to sway and stumble, just for old times' sake
But my balance is perfect, a really bad break
(Chorus)
Gonna pop a top-off, on a root beer or Sprite
Try to slosh it around, with all of my might
Gonna ramble and slur, but the words come out clear
No more "I love ya, man," no drunken cheer
Try to lean on the bar, but I stand up too tall
Guess sobriety's got me, standin' straight, after all
Yeah, I'm poppin' a top-off, and fakin' the haze
Just livin' out my sober, much clearer days
(Verse 2)
Saw my old buddies, down at the saloon
They were tellin' tall tales, beneath the full moon
I tried to join in, with a giggle and wink
But my stories made sense, what a terrible think
Tried to sing karaoke, off-key and loud
But my voice hit the notes, embarrassin' the crowd
No more dance moves like rubber, no fallin' with grace
Just two left feet, stuck right here in this place
(Chorus)
Gonna pop a top-off, on a root beer or Sprite
Try to slosh it around, with all of my might
Gonna ramble and slur, but the words come out clear
No more "I love ya, man," no drunken cheer
Try to lean on the bar, but I stand up too tall
Guess sobriety's got me, standin' straight, after all
Yeah, I'm poppin' a top-off, and fakin' the haze
Just livin' out my sober, much clearer days
(Bridge)
Used to lose my keys, my wallet, my phone
Now everything's right, feels so all alone
No more waking up lost, in some stranger's bed
Just my own comfy mattress, a pillow for my head
I miss the bad decisions, the blurry regret
Now I'm just makin' good choices, not one I've changed yet
(Chorus)
Gonna pop a top-off, on a root beer or Sprite
Try to slosh it around, with all of my might
Gonna ramble and slur, but the words come out clear
No more "I love ya, man," no drunken cheer
Try to lean on the bar, but I stand up too tall
Guess sobriety's got me, standin' straight, after all
Yeah, I'm poppin' a top-off, and fakin' the haze
Just livin' out my sober, much clearer days
(Outro)
Yeah, a top-off, that's what I'll do
No buzz, no regrets, just me and my brew
Sober and failing at fakin' it all
Still standin' upright, won't slip, won't fall.
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