Who 'd've Thought

who’d’ve thought
i’d end up here
mid thirties and still not sober

packin’ boxes
movin’ out
‘nother over with a chip on my shoulder

who’s goin out tonight
i’ve got some gripes i wanna try
gotta get ‘em out before i die
come along with me i swear i won’t lie

this used to hurt so much less
i’m such a mess

got some bills
from the good ol’ days
when i never thought i’d make it out alive

but i’m still here
still gonna die sometimes
i wish someone would tell me why

who’s goin’ out tonight
anybody need a shoulder to cry
go on get it out before you die
come along with me and we can fly high

this used to hurt so much less
i’m such a mess

i’m still here still gonna die
sometimes i wish i would stop askin’ why

over and over and over and over
over and over and over and over
over and over and over and over
over and over and over and over