"Call It A Vice" lyrics

Damn, this vice sure keeps grippin' tighter
Thought I'd find a way to slip out of it by now

Well, I tend to fall in love when there's liquor in my blood
I should swear it off, but broken bones they need a crutch
And I feel more like myself when I become someone else
And that ain't right
That ain't right

Well I forget a lot of yesterdays and I guess that that's alright
Cause everyday feels like a war I didn't start but have to fight
Is it the alcohol or loneliness or something in between
Makes these walls feel damn small and closing into me

Damn this vice sure, keeps grippin' tighter
Thought I'd find a way to slip out of it by now
But I keep
Pourin' bottles like
I'll be gone tomorrow
Keep going like this I might be right
I guess that's why they call it a vice
Cause it gets tighter all the time
It gets tighter all the time

I like myself better when I'm busy getting stoned
Cause I talk to myself and I don't feel so damn alone
My friends ain't there for me, or maybe I ain't there for them
Well, I don't know
I don't know

Doctor gave me pills but I won't take em' I'm too proud
My baby gave me love but I just won't stick around
Jesus gave me mercy but I keep on letting him down
I'm a no good man with a no good plan
And I just can't help myself now

Damn this vice sure
Is a real good liar
Just a taste'll get you gettin by just fine
But now I keep
Chasing old highs, like I won't last til sunrise
Keep going like this, I might be right

Damn this vice sure, keeps grippin' tighter
Thought I'd find a way to slip out of it by now
But I keep
Pouring bottles like
I'll be gone tomorrow
Keep going like this I might be right
I guess that's why they call it a vice
Cause it gets tighter all the time
It gets tighter all the time