Besedila: Drugstore. When The Bottle is Dry.

Everybody's talking about my drinking
Like everybody knows how to live my life
'cos I can fall on the ground
And lose track of my senses
But I only lose my head when the bottle is dry
Everybody tells me I need changing
They count and count the times that I've crossed the line

Yes I've been crazy at times
I know that I've been a pain dear, sorry
But I've only lost my head when the bottle was dry