I’ve Been Drink’n

VERSE 1
I been drinkin’ in the dark ‘cause I can’t stand the man I see,
Every swallow feels like punishment for what’s still inside of me.
These ripped up jeans ain’t fashion, they’re the chapters I don’t tell,
Every tear in the night I stumbled closer to my private hell.

I’ve sat cross legged on the floor with pills spilled from my hand,
Tellin’ God I wasn’t quittin’, just too tired to be a man.
And I’ve whispered to the shadows things I’d never dare repeat,
Like how some nights I ain’t livin’ — I’m just tryin’ to breathe.

VERSE 2
I’ve lied to folks who love me just to keep ‘em from the pain,
Told ‘em I was doin’ better while I drowned inside the rain.
I’ve stared at my reflection like a stranger I betrayed,
Wonderin’ how the hell I ended up the man I swore I’d never make.

I’ve held bottles like confessionals, poured my sins out on the floor,
Beggin’ for a little mercy I ain’t felt in years or more.
And some nights I swear the silence feels like judgment from above,
But I’m still here, bruised and breathin’,
tryin’ to remember how to love.

CHORUS
I’m bruised and battered, soul torn, tattered, tired of holdin’ on,
Tryin’ to drown the man I was in nights that feel too long.
I ain’t askin’ for forgiveness — I ain’t earned that grace right now,
Just a broken man in ripped-up jeans
tryin’ not to break down.

VERSE 3
I’ve woken up on hardwood floors with blood dried on my lip,
Tryin’ to piece together memories that whiskey likes to strip.
I’ve stared at ceilings beggin’ God to give me one more day,
Even though I swore the night before I didn’t wanna stay.

I’ve held pictures of the people that I pushed too far away,
Tellin’ myself I’d fix it, then I’d drink it all away.
And I’ve cursed my own reflection for the man I let me be,
But the truth is, when you’re broken, you stop lookin’ honestly.

VERSE 4 — NEW EXTENSION
I’ve sat in rooms so quiet I could hear my heartbeat shake,
Countin’ every bad decision like the pills I didn’t take.
I’ve felt shame crawl up my spine ‘til I could barely lift my head,
Whisperin’ promises to change I never kept once I was fed.

I’ve watched daylight through the curtains like a thief that caught me wrong,
Tryin’ to hide the smell of liquor that had lingered all night long.
And I’ve prayed for just a moment where the hurt would let me be,
But the pain keeps pullin’ up a chair
like it’s got a claim on me.

CHORUS
I’m bruised and battered, soul torn, tattered, tired of holdin’ on,
Tryin’ to drown the man I was in nights that feel too long.
I ain’t askin’ for forgiveness — I ain’t earned that grace right now,
Just a broken man in ripped-up jeans
tryin’ not to break down.

BRIDGE
Some nights I swear the silence feels like judgment from above,
Like every sin I ever made is one I can’t outrun.
But I keep standin’ in the wreckage of the man I used to be,
Hopin’ someday I’ll forgive him
for the things he did to me.

Country, Outlaw - depressing confessional.