Fifth Of Jack

You keep bringing me down
Get the hell off my case
With my fifth of Jack
I'm walking away

We've been through hell, me and you
You had me over a barrel
With my fifth of Jack
I'm saying farewell

Full of advice
Empty of meaning
You keep on speaking
I keep on drinking

No life hack
No map, no track
With my fifth of Jack
I don't look back

No time to dawdle
Hit the bottle
With my fifth of Jack
Redline, full throttle

I grab you by the neck
You burn all the way down
With my fifth of Jack
You never let me drown

Used to be sweet
I had my fill of your ration
With my fifth of Jack
You keep it old fashioned

Full of advice
Empty of meaning
You keep on speaking
I keep on drinking

No life hack
No map, no track
With my fifth of Jack
I don't look back

No time to dawdle
Hit the bottle
With my fifth of Jack
Redline, full throttle

We go together like Turner and Hooch
Yeah, it's reckless, a little uncouth
Ain't never perfect, but it ain't for naught
Long as we're willing to give it a shot

Up to my highballs
I'm feeling the burn
With my fifth of Jack
Me and my friend will not return

I was out for the count
Flat on my back
Then a mouthful of fire
From my fifth of Jack

No life hack
No map, no track
With my fifth of Jack
I don't look back

No time to dawdle
Hit the bottle
With my fifth of Jack
Redline, full throttle

Leaving this town
No note, no track
Just me and the road
And my fifth of Jack