It's 1 am and I'm still up, sippin' wine from a solo cup I gotta six string, and it's capo'd up so I guess I'm doin' fine I wish I had an ear or two besides the ones I'm hearing through To listen to the things I do, and tell me I'm alright Things ain't like they used to be, we were young and so carefree And the line between right and wrong was so defined Wasn't always how it is, I'm tired of living like I live So I'm drownin' all my pain in this here wine But I guess I'm doin' fine It's 2 am and I'm still up, there's a real good chance I'm pretty drunk I found my keys so that I could pop my trunk, but I couldn't find no beer Sometimes I think I drink too much 'cause I seldom stop at just enough And when my battery's dead I just pop the clutch, and try my best to steer Things ain't like they used to be, it used to come so easily But the truth is getting difficult to find Wasn't always how it is, I used to have so many tears But I lost them all somewhere along the line, But I guess I'm doin' fine If you're asking 'cause you care, man I sure could use a prayer If there's anyone out there Things ain't like they used to be, we were young and so carefree And the line between right and wrong was so defined Wasn't always how it is, I used to have so many tears But I lost them all somewhere along the line, But I guess I'm doin' fine I guess I'm doin' fine I guess I'm doin' fine