I get outta bed on the wrong side every single day
And stuck in here for a long time still, got nothing good to say
Down on the corner I'm drinkin', up in the room getting' high
By the time I get to thinkin's 'bout the time another bottle goes dry
Can't count the times that I've made a mistake
But I can count the empty bottles on the floor
There's one for everytime that I've broken down
And the only thing I know for sure
There's prob'ly gonna be a few more
I'm on Main Street in Anytown, could be anywhere