The Slow Descent Into Alcoholism

I say my, my slow descent into alcoholismit went to my head, where
I really need itwith the views that remain untreated
I say my, my, my, my slow descent into alcoholism
It went something like this songsomething like this songsomething like this song
Salvation holdout central(x3)
I say my ever-loosening grip on the commonest courtesies slippedfrom my hands when
I really need herwhen
I need change for the parking meters
I said my, my, my, my slow descent into alcoholismit went something like this songsomething like this songsomething like this song
Salvation holdout central (x16)uh huh (x9)