Doin Fine

It's 1 am and I'm still up, sippin' wine from a solo cup
 I gotta six string, and it's capo'd up so I guess I'm doin' fine
 I wish I had an ear or two besides the ones I'm hearing through
 To listen to the things I do, and tell me I'm alright
 Things ain't like they used to be, we were young and so carefree
 And the line between right and wrong was so defined
 Wasn't always how it is, I'm tired of living like I live
 So I'm drownin' all my pain in this here wine
 But I guess I'm doin' fine
 It's 2 am and I'm still up, there's a real good chance I'm pretty drunk
 I found my keys so that I could pop my trunk, but I couldn't find no beer
 Sometimes I think I drink too much 'cause I seldom stop at just enough
 And when my battery's dead I just pop the clutch, and try my best to steer
 Things ain't like they used to be, it used to come so easily
 But the truth is getting difficult to find
 Wasn't always how it is, I used to have so many tears
 But I lost them all somewhere along the line,
 But I guess I'm doin' fine
 If you're asking 'cause you care, man I sure could use a prayer
 If there's anyone out there
 Things ain't like they used to be, we were young and so carefree
 And the line between right and wrong was so defined
 Wasn't always how it is, I used to have so many tears
 But I lost them all somewhere along the line,
 But I guess I'm doin' fine
 I guess I'm doin' fine
 I guess I'm doin' fine