Visiting Hours

There's a half a million drunks out

And there's hundred thousand thugs

And I'm selling booze to kids now

Wearing my kid sister's gloves

I don't know what I'm doing anymore

I don't know what I started out for

At first it looked so easy

It was a cake walk in the park

When I started it was daylight

How quickly it got dark

I don't know what I'm drinking anymore

I don't know what I started drinking for

Happy hour is almost over

Hope I can walk on my own power

Find your house

Break your window

Crash your bedroom

These are the visiting hours

Happy hour is almost over

Hope I can walk on my own power

Find your house

Break your window

Crash your bedroom

These are the visiting hours

The wind across your window

The white noise in the walls

The short leg on the table

The dead trees in the fall

I don't know where I'm living anymore

I don't know what I came here for

Happy hour is almost over

Hope I can walk on my own power

Find your house

I'll break your window

And I'll crash your bedroom

These are the visiting hours

These are the visiting hours

These are the visiting hours