From the recording Cobwebs

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Lyrics

I feel like drunk Celine Dion
As my heart wobbles on and on
A new Titanic source of shame
But who's to blame?

And life is getting dull
Is my whiskey glass half full?
Or is it empty as the promises I make

So pull the pin
we're wrapping up
I hit the wall
I'm outta luck

There ain't a single reason why I'd ever stay
So get the hell out of my way

And life is getting dull
Is my whiskey glass half full?
Or is it empty as the promises I make

I never thought I'd be the kind of guy who goes down staring at the pitch
An asterisk beside your glory
As days go on, can't even feel remorse for shit I never did
Still standing slightly out of frame

They tell me that I'll understand as the grey hairs settle in
They say I'll leave this shit behind and that's just how it is

But how much wear and tear and strain
Can these bootstraps even take
How much wear and tear and strain
Can these bootstraps take?