Lying, lying, trying, trying, sippin' on
A sip of wine won't make it better
Just a drink or two, well does it matter
Red or white, your type of pleasing
Mondays through Sundays, you'll have your reasons
You pour yourself a glass
Blackout's your routine
I knew how to react when I was thirteen
I try to sleep but your mind is racing
Discussions through the night
No, isn't taken, red red eyes
Red red eyes, can't keep them open
I showed up late in class again that morning
Red red wine, is on your table
That's when I turned around, I'll see you later
Confession no lesson, become a new person
That face behind the drink, fades away with every sip
I know that you're trying
Still I know that you're lying
When you tell me that's the last time again and again
And again
Sipping your problem away, makes them double so stop