Joey Briggs bottom of a beer


I'm adding up the number of times
I've introduced my conscience to crime
Does it ever stop, does it ever change?
The city is different but the routine's the same
Set up and play, make a dime for the day
But by the end of the night, I've got nowhere to stay
You're on the guest list again
But you don't show up again
You find it hard to send
A simple text message to a friend
Let me know not to waste the spot
I waited for you in the parking lot
My friend, all we do is fuck
Love was a secondary thought
To the lust that we sought
Let me make myself clear
There's no loyalty here
Just a face I found at the bottom of a beer
If I stay at your place
Please don't call all your friends
It's just one night for you
But this so-called party never ends
For me, I just want to fucking sleep in peace
But I try to appeal to the masses
but they just don't know
If they could understand
I'd gladly eat crow
But the rambling of a madman goes
over well only in reality shows
All the poets mock and manipulate time
But soon we'll all run out of words that rhyme
Doesn't last forever, get your fix
15 min if you're lucky most of us only get six
My friend, all we do is fuck
Love was a secondary thought
To the lust that we sought
Let me make myself clear
There's no loyalty here
Just a face I found at the bottom of a warm German beer