Tried a line of cocainenit just turned my nose rednreminded me of younand the cold winter we hadnI pulled a double at the shopnanything to not go homencuz whats the use of livinnin this big ole house alonenn(Chorus)nToo Tired to drinkntoo tire to carento tired to think aboutnwho ain't herenmakin my waynbest way i know howntoo tired to drink ntoo tired to carentoo tired to thinknbut what do you care?nnIn that deepest holenI know the taste of my .38nbeen drinkin too muchncan't remember when i last atenpassed out againnlivin just to feelntrying to find myselfnto see if its all realnnChorus x2