Bourbon

Overcome by bourbon and ordinary talk

All the things that own us are smaller than we thought

Posture and pose and flex and pretend

That nobody knows how much we give in

All the waking moments, choosing who to serve

As for me and my house, we fluctuate and learn

Chemical built or marble and carved

Blood'll be spilt and all of it's ours

Not one we make can help

We yell we cut ourselves

Every half-assed promise, every running mouth

"Think before you speak, son", I haven't figured out

Bridle and bit, saddle and tack

Which is the beast and who's on its back

Not one we make can help

We yell, we cut ourselves until we see

Where it leads, where it leads

We melt our golden jewelry,

I am overwhelmed, I am over

I am overwhelmed, I am over

I am overwhelmed until I see