On liquor I'll spend my last dime      Sunday morning, 8am   Just cursing myself again   Drinking like each one might be my last      Blurred memories of making toasts   Too much beer and talk-show hosts   Funny then, but that's fading fast      Here's to waking up at night   Half drunk in a ditch by the side of the road   You're still thinking   That you can't go on like this   Headed for a break down      You keep saying thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I can't live   Thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I've had enough   Well, it'd do me just fine to make it through the night    On liquor I'll spend my last dime      (NOTE: on the demo version of this song the first line of the   above stanza is "You keep saying thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I   can't live with today," which makes more sense)      A worried man drinks a healthy drink   But he drinks nine or ten until he's done   Then he'll tell you his life story   But he won't stop until he's told you and everyone      Well here's to waking up at night   Half drunk in a ditch by the side of the road   You're still thinking   That you can't go on like this   Before I break down      You keep saying thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I can't live   Thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I've had enough   Well, it'd do me just fine to make it through the night    On liquor I'll spend my last dime      Blurred memories of making toasts   Too much beer and talk-show hosts   Funny then, but that's fading fast      Here's to waking up at night   Half drunk in a ditch by the side of the road   You're still thinking   That you can't go on like this   Before I break down      You keep saying thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I can't live   Thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I've had enough   Well, it'd do me just fine to make it through the night   On liquor I'll spend my last dime