Nyquil Blues

i pick and choose
i'm undercover in a stupor with some apple juice
i broke off my friendships,
and when they came to an end i was left
with nothing but the Nyquil blues
and then i got naked,
so subtly wasted, laying on the rug in my apartment room

january said goodbye and i didn't seem to mind.
he took up most of my money
and left me with something funny
to satisfy my sweet tooth for a means to an end.

will i ever get to bed! will i ever catch a break?
this is my message on your answering machine
and if you delete it, and tell me to beat it,
i'm left with nothing but the Nyquil blues.