Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin Because it hasnt sunk in, so far Well its a drab routine, the dust starts building Until its hard to come clean Then the months stack up to an addict crutch As if the drink werent enough A stagger cannot compete Theres no charm in being residential state street [Chorus] And if I was sober Could I kill caution and stay over And if I was sober Would I rip hearts apart like paper? I wish you could know better than you show With parted lips pointed down That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do [Chorus] What a difference it made What a difference it made [Chorus] What a difference it made What a difference it made
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