Canned Food And Shotguns by The Travis Waltons Lyrics

It doesn't get any better than this
Living like a dickhead
Being an embarrassment
Tequila, vodka, Pils and red wine
Oh, it's so on tonight
Just me and eleven guys in a room

It doesn't get any better than this
And you sound so convincing
You could talk me into anything you want
I'll leave sick all over your car
And a black mark on your heart forever

I thought I'd love the pain
But drive those nails in
And oh god I wish I was sober again
With teeth in my skin I'd say anything
I just want to be happy again

And in a flash of brilliant light
I am running back to you
More and more so each day
I'm entirely in debt to you
And in a flash of brilliant light
I am running back to you
More and more so each day
I'm entirely in debt to you

Eventually we'll believe
As hard as it seems
We're OK
And in a flash of brilliant light
I am running back to you
More and more so each day
I'm entirely in debt to you