There he goes again. Lost in the drink.  
The bottle’s half empty as he tries not to sink.  
There he goes, again.  
He lost control again. The drink takes him down.  
Despair in his eyes as he tries not to drown.  
There he goes, again.  

She says, “Don’t give in now. We still need you. I still need you around.”  
He says, “I don’t know how, but I still need you to save me somehow.”  
There he goes, again.  

Worse for the wear, empty glass, empty stare, and he tried, to outrun his history.  
And his kids and his wife fought like hell for his life. They tried. In the end it ain’t a mystery.  
He said, “Show me the way. Don’t give up on me today. See, I tried. If anybody’s listening?”  
But they’re broken down now as he lies in the ground. They tried…  
They just weren’t stronger than the whiskey.  

There he goes again. Slave to the drink.  
The bottle’s now empty as he tries not to think.  
There he goes, again.  

She says, “Don’t give in now. We still need you. I still need you around.”  
He says, “I don’t know how, but I still need you to save me somehow.”  
There he goes, again.  

Worse for the wear, empty glass, empty stare, and he tried, to outrun his history.  
And his kids and his wife fought like hell for his life. They tried. In the end it ain’t a mystery.  
He said, “Show me the way. Don’t give up on me today. See, I tried. If anybody’s listening?”  
But they’re broken down now as he lies in the ground. He tried…  
He wasn’t stronger than the whiskey.  
He wasn’t stronger than the whiskey.