Beer Cans in the Bathtub

by kuylerquijas

I know my feet stink I didn’t wear socks all summer
I don’t like my shower and maybe I sound dumber
But that’s the last place I fucked you just last week
So now I’ve decided I’ll just wash them in the sink.
Drinking beer without you gets you off my mind
I’ve started earlier every day but I really do feel fine.
A shot feels like a cigarette and beer feels like a dip
I’ve got a steady buzz and I no longer feel sick.
One day I’ll be better at admitting when I’m scared.
One day I’ll be better at letting you know I care
But this week I’m just comfortable with friends
And I don’t really want to think about loose ends.