11AM Lyrics

Pain in my guts

When I think about the bottle

There's doubt in my mind

When I dream about tomorrow

But one leads to the other

Most days I don't even bother

So I roll out of bed

And right into the sin

11AM and I'm starting again

You're coming clean

I've come apart at the seam

So I wonder

Poured gasoline

Right onto a burning car

Do my very best

To make the easy things hard

Man, I'm running out of problems

That I can fix down at the bar

So I roll out of bed

And right into the sin

11AM and I'm starting again

You're coming clean

I've come apart at the seam

So I wonder

So I roll out of bed

And right into the sin

11AM and I'm starting again

You're coming clean

I've come apart at the seam

So I wonder

So I wonder