Dylan stayed up all night
Drinking and drawing
He gets grumpy until we
Put Pantera on while closing
And from the kitchen I'm about as hungover as him
As he picks up the glass
Yeah he picks up the rag
And he puts his head down
I'm good at keeping my head down
Ooo, hell I ain't good at doing good by me
Ooo, unless I'm shot gunning beers after work
Someday I'll be okay
Go to bed early, stop staying out late
Get tested I'll be okay
Someday
Herbert's sloppy again over that big broken heart
Plaf's at a pack a day
Vlad busses tables thinking about art
Yeah, I'm thinking about the things I want but can't start
As Basil takes apart the line
And we go to do lines
As we make up new lines to the same songs on the jukebox
Ooo, if I had a thicker skin
Ooo, wouldn't end up crying in the walk in
Someday I'll be okay
Wake up early, eat three meals a day
Go to the dentist, I'll be okay
Someday I'll be alright
I'm drinking too much again, looking for something to do
Hiding my face in my hands while Westin's on the front porch
Playing his jazz tunes
But I'm smoking too much
Yeah I'm thinking I'm too much
Krissy says I work too much and
I'm much too poor for that to be true
Someday I'll be okay
Get a real job, get my debt paid
Get a car and put some money away
Someday
Someday I'll be okay
Get published, go tour someday
Finish that record I'll be okay
Someday
Someday I'll be okay
Meet someone, move far from this place
Get a house and a baby on the way
Someday
Someday I'll be okay
Someday I'll be okay
Someday I'll be okay
Someday I'll be alright
Someday
Hell that ain't tonight