I'm holding on
To everything that I have
In a world that's gone to hell
Losing things I can't get back
I do the best that I can
To live the life that I should
But I always find a way to screw it up
Running round up to no good

And maybe tomorrow
I'll see the light
But the bottom of this bottle
Is all I see tonight
Tonight I'll keep drinking
Till I can't find the door
I'll ask for directions
Then I'll have a few more

I'm letting go
All the shit that brings me down
Lock these memories in my head
If they can't swim they might drown
If that's the price that you pay
To be some country music star
You can run but, son, you can't hide
Where you've been and who you are

And maybe tomorrow
I'll see thе light
But the bottom of this bottle
Is all I see tonight
Tonight I'll keep drinking
Till I can't find the door
I'll ask for dirеctions
Then I'll have a few more

Tonight I'll keep drinking
Till I can't find the door
I'll ask for directions
Then I'll have a few more