Pop a top-off

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.