Partying Is Such Sweet Sorrow

At the bottom of the first drink, I found my nerve

At the bottom of the next one, I met my girl

At the bottom of the third drink, I found the fourth

At the bottom of that one was a Trojan Horse

That carried in demons who brought their brides

They tempted darkness, where I lost my mind

The fifth drink found it and carried it home

Where my girl was waiting, one foot out the door

Another night spent gathering dust

Mug shots on a marble bust

Ruination leaves the lamp's urn lit

So I know where the good lovin' is

I used to be a goddamn saint

I set my path and I handled snakes

Until the road introduced me to sin

I only shook hands with drink when he had his friends with him

I curse the day we raised our glass

Up like a bridge to let the devil pass

'Cause he ain't ever left this town

And only beaten and unborn are living with him now

I used to be a holy man

One foot in Arden and the beggar's hand

But now I'd rather not believe

How could a man I've never met be so cruel to me?

At least I'm in good company

At least I'm in good company

I'll drink to that

I'll drink to that

Dash the cup, fifteen years has been long enough

Put the child in it on my grave

And burn the black book page by page

Go alone, there is your road

For once, I'm awake

And I will not serve madness

For once, I'm awake

And I will not serve madness

'Cause I am not the company I keep

I am not the company I keep

I am not the company I keep

I am not the company I keep

Dash the cup, fifteen years has been long enough

Put the child in it on my grave

And burn the black book page by page