how can something be so wrong and feel so right .

But whatever I have gettin myself into 
maybe has been slicing inches from my waist 
It's my fist vs. the bottle 
(and thank god you weren't there...) 
And that's how bad could this hurt 
or against I won't feel a thing 
(and thank god you weren't there...) 
I tell you all about it 
It's just not working out 
(...to watch me hit the bottom) 
not working out 

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