The world is dying but I'm not crying
I won't think about it, won't think about it again
I'm all alone now, nobody here now
This solitude is ringing through my head

Can't even come close to getting the guts tonight
To face this one alone when I think about last night
Blacked out drunk, still feeling lonely, it's all kind of blurry
Fucked up and tense like this town

The world is dying but I'm not crying
I won't think about it, won't think about it again
Time slows to stalling, feels like I'm falling
This solitude's ringing through my head

Can't even come close to getting the guts tonight
To face this one alone when I think about last night
Blacked out drunk, still feeling lonely, it's all kind of blurry
Fucked up and tense like this town

Well, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it
The silence drowned out by Wilson Pickett
I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it
The silence drowned out by, "HE'S A SHITHEAD!"

Can't even come close to getting the guts tonight
To face this one alone when I think about last night
Blacked out drunk, still feeling lonely, it's all kind of blurry
Fucked up and tense like this town

Contemplate my sanity to "Soul Dance Number Three"
By "Build for Speed" I start to feel okay
Think I'll pull myself away, have another drink today
It's whiskey and records again

Yeah, whiskey and records again
Yeah, whiskey and records again
Yeah, whiskey and records again, again